Kick.

I think I am the only person in Minneapolis not heading down to Chicago this month. Ten people I know have already gone (well, Wes and Rachel are on their way) and a couple others will be going later this month.

It's kind of chilly outside lately, no? Summer is on its way out. Which is terrifying. The feeling of anticipation and dread you get in late summer is one of the worst feelings in the world. This time, it's a little bit different though, because instead of dreading the beginning of a new school year, I'm anticipating leaving for Europe. But also dreading it. I have this feeling that I will last two days before huddling in an alleyway in London, penniless and cold and crying.

Probably not, but that's the fear.