I leave in three days. I leave in three days. I leave in three days. It still hasn't sunk in yet. I have to keep repeating it to myself. I now have a bag and all the things I'll be packing, but it doesn't seem real.
Evan and I made it cross-country and survived. I've helped Kate plan her wedding. Now, I have nothing else left to do besides get ready to leave. I think I'm going to panic. I'll put up my packing list as soon as I make sure it can all fit in my bag.
In four days I'll be in Stockholm. That's insane.
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