dreading this exciting thing
i don’t know why we’re built this way. i mean why do we feel the exact same physical dull pain in the pits of our stomachs for two radically different emotions: excitement and anxiety. i finally got the go signal to go home which is exciting. and i’m also going to kenya which is even more exciting. but then i’m only staying for 4-5 days at home with two halves of it spent in the airport or in transit. o i hate goodbyes. even if i know it’s only for a few months.
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if only there are two separate ways to physically feel these feelings, at least i can feel the excitement first. and then afterwards the anxiety. but o well, i guess that’s why we have minds… to separate both.
