It is officially 3 days, 22 hours and 45 minutes until my plane leaves for Vancouver. And from there, to Tokyo, Japan and eventually to Sapporo. Almost two years in the making, and it still doesn't seem real. I don't suspect it will until the plane takes off. Or until I step into the main terminal of Tokyo International. Or maybe, probably, until I go to sleep that night in my new home for eleven months. It's hard to beleive that only five days from now my life as I know it will be over, and a whole new universe will begin. It's refreshing, actually. I'm all for change and clean slates. Places where no one knows me. I think this is as fresh as it gets.
I just picked out my suitcases. I didn't buy new ones, not enough money for that. Instead I'm borrowing a set. That's fine with me. They're big enough. I won't be bringing much, anyways. Almost all my weight will be from the gifts I'm bringing over. A lot of stuff, but I'm still not sure if it's enough. I think I'll go out tomorrow and get some more. Tim Horton's coffee and some Red Rose tea. Pure Canadianism. The real task will be deciding what clothes to bring. I'm only taking enough for about a week, maybe less. Planning on buying more when I get there. Then I have to make a list. So much to do. I wish I had more motivational drive. Maybe then I could get off the computer and do it.
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