Last night, I went to bed and just started crying. I was having a really bad emotional breakdown. The nerves around the trip hit me, and they hit me hard. At one point I was doubled over the toilet in the bathroom I was hyperventilating so hard, probably because I was trying to hold in my cries since it was almost midnight here and I didn't want to wake anybody up.

I honestly thought the nerves around this trip were mostly gone, at least the big ones, but apparently I needed a good cry. I just wished I could've cried to someone, I would've felt a lot better afterwards if I had.

Oh well! On with the journey ---- emotions and all!