Less than a week until I depart for a year in Colombo, Sri Lanka and it’s finally sinking in… This is all really, actually, for sure, 100% happening: I am moving abroad. On Sunday. Again.
I love this feeling of exhilaration because I love the moment before trying a new thing. I’ve felt it in the past (e.g. my first day of university or at a new job) but it’s always a rush. Maybe it’s because I’ve lived abroad before that I didn’t expect it as much this time. This time, I thought I’d be super chill and not at all the giddy little kid I feel like inside.
But I’m thankful for my excitable inner child. It’s the reason I can get through a packing list the length of my arm and spend hours on the road back and forth into the city to gather supplies (and then gather supplies again as I realize I don’t own a single lightweight, work-appropriate blouse!?!?).
This energy will also propel through the longest flight I’ve ever been on: 12 hours from Montreal to Doha before flying on to Colombo. (Note: I’ve been on a plane for ~20 hours from Washington D.C. to Johannesburg but it touched down for an hour in Dakkar to refuel so this one will technically be longer!). I know this flame of energy will wane into more of a slow burn as I get into a groove in my new home but for now I’ll relish it… It hides the nerves, after all!
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