2 1/2 more days. 2 more sleeps.
both days will be featuring 30°C, and sunshine, and doubtlessly pass by quickly:
there are train tickets that need to be bought, some uni stuff that needs being done, laundry, too, there is underwear waiting to be bought (yes, that is how bad it is), more exercise to rid myself of nervous energy and make me worry less about my butt, ordering some currency (or maybe they have this one at all times anyway?) and finally packing, too. the usual drill before one hops on a plane.
this being so spontaenous, the obsessive-compulsive in me is worried about overlooking lots.
but it will be fine. i have no doubt that everything will be fine, in fact.
i thought i'd be more nervous this close to wednesday, but right now i am just excited, in a calm, happy way. the worst case scenario is that we have all this stuff to talk about, just without chemistry, which i not only don't expect, but which would still mean we'd make exceptionally good, close friends.
it's a no-lose situation, so to speak. lucky me. lucky us.