Zen week is over

So last week I was feeling a sense of possibility, excitement, and everything coming together for my impending move.  Very calm, very zen.  This week, I have felt really anxious.  I feel like I have a lot left to do, and at the same time that I'm trying to focus on the practical things like work and packing and making sure my pre-departure to-do list gets done.  The practical things have never been that hard, they are sort of a welcome break from the emotions of leaving Chicago, being farther away from most people I know, and not really knowing how this whole adventure will go or what will come next.  I don't really spend time consciously worrying, but I've been feeling overwhelmed, and people around me can attest that my emotional fuse has been shorter.  I'm fortunate to have some very supportive people in my life, and even just reminding me that what I'm doing is exciting and that I am capable of doing it is a help.  I think at this point, the encouragement makes the most difference, because soon I will be getting onto a plane alone.  I have some help on the other side, too, but so much of it will be up to me to figure out and to make the most of it.

That doesn't seem like a complete train of thought, but that's all I've got tonight.