"I'll Be Coming Home Next Year..." ~ August 25th and 26th

Oftentimes, I get too caught up in the stress of life worries and I end up forgetting the things I am really excited about and enjoy. This seems to be the case here with Germany. I keep going over my packing list, hoping I didn't forget something important, wondering if I packed too much or not enough etc etc....and then there's people who keep asking me, "Are you excited?" and I smile and say yes! but I don't think the feeling has sunk in totally yet. It just kindof peeks out now and again. Lately, I've just been feeling sad that I have to leave ~ especially since this year is senior year for my sister and all my friends!!! Ach. I have to stop and shake myself into focusing on how much fun I will have while I'm away (which of course mentally I know I will), rather than what I might miss. After all - I remind myself - I've been working three years to get to this point. I should be very excited and breathless with anticipation. I think that'll finally come when I actually land in Germany. :-)

In the meantime, I am reminded of this song, which a wonderfully good friend of mine sent me this spring when I was feeling this way before - all sad about leaving and forgetful of what an exciting adventure I was going to have.

And what an adventure it will be!!! :-D

~E.

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I'm in the sky tonight
There I can keep by your side
Watching the wide world riot
And hiding out
I'll be coming home next year

Into the sun we climb
Climbing our wings will burn white
Everyone strapped in tight?
We'll ride it out
I'll be coming home next year

Come on, get on, get on
Take it till life runs out
Noone could find us now
Living with our heads underground
Into the night we shine
Lighting the way we glide by
Catch me if I get too high
When I come down
I'll be coming home next year

I'm in the sky tonight
There I can keep by your side
Watching the whole world wind
Around and round
I'll be coming home next year
Come on, get on, get on
Take it till I fall down
Noone can find us now
Living with our heads underground

Say goodbye
Say goodbye
Say goodbye
Say goodbye

I'll be coming home next year
I'll be coming home next year
Everything's alright up here
If I come down,
I'll be coming home next year....

~Next Year by The Foo Fighters