I am thinking about India...
(Don't get too excited. Any and all Hindi is totally copied out of Colloquial Hindi, overpronounced by Tek Bejak)
And I'm thinking about bailing.
What?!?! Well, as Kat reminded me, obviously I'm thinking about bailing. She herself did as well and I clearly remember this in an emotional phone call that happened post- Kat's visit to the Bahai temple in Evanston. Now she's staying in Ecuador an additional 3 ish months. Yes. I realize this will be me. Running around in a foreign country having a million epiphanies and conquering all sorts of fears like "OMG I can't believe I thought about not going! I mean, my fear that I wouldn't have enough money was totally unfounded. When TCF randomly announced that I owe them over $500.00 and would have to pay it before I left I completely overreacted. I totally wasted time thinking about how hard it would really be to eat once a day and only go office to hostel (repeat) because cabs are expensive. Whatever. I'm loving it here!"
But in the meantime I freak out, meditate, freak out, throw pebbles into moving water (distrust, worry and impatience), freak out, take the LSAT, freak out, pack, and watch Saved by the Bell.
Dude: Where's my mouse?
Screech: I don't know sir, but fear not. I have cheese in my pants.
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