new emotion

It's a bracing blend, consisting of equal parts utterly thrilled, completely terrified, and the sinking realization that I'm gonna be eating ramen noodles for months to make up the cost.

I'm going to Ireland.
By myself.
In two weeks.

It was kind of a snap decision.

More on this later, after my snyapses have cooled a bit.

(I've never been out of the country before. Not even to Canada.)