
Something in my personality prevents me from getting excited about future events.
In 3 days I'll most likely be on a beautiful, tropic beach.
I know I should be stoked, but I've actually given the trip very little thought.
I have not packed, have not made a list of supplies or other things to bring.
In my mind, until the plane touches down in Nassau, I am not excited.
What the fuck is wrong with me. Part of the fun of a vacation is the anticipation, the planning, the daydreaming. I deny myself of pleasure by being skeptical that everything will go right. I feel that there are too many things that can prevent a trip from being successful. What nonsense!!! That's it! From this moment on, I am EXCITED!!! I'm going to the BAHAMAS!!! I'll be swimming in turquoise colored water! I will be walking hand in hand on an exquisite beach with my beautiful girlfriend. I'll be watching the sun come up. We'll be watching the sun go down. I can't wait!!!
Have a nice trip. Don't forget to pack Across Cultures and the LB Handbook.
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