Apparently, this is all happening. In a little over 10 hours, I'm going to get on a plane to start the long journey to Japan. I'm going to Japan for a year.

I am so unprepared for this. I have no clue what I'm doing. I don't know anyone in Japan. I don't know anything about the company that I'm working for or what to expect from work. I don't know anything about the city that I'm moving to. I don't know any Japanese. I have no real reasons for doing this either. I applied and now I'm going, end of story. I am so completely unprepared.

I have a tendancy to do things like this, so I've become very adept at flying by the seat of my pants. I fully expect that I'll get through this year without much trouble, and I'll probably have an amazing time. But, right now, this is seriously fucking with my brain.

And, of course it is very typical behavior on my part to not realize, or allow myself to think about, the crazy fucking situation that I've put myself in until the night before I leave. I am such a retard. I'm just glad that I'm human and very highly skilled at adapting to whatever situation I'm put in.

I know that I'll be fine. I know that this will end up being an amazing experience. It's just that right now I cannot for the life of me comprehend how I've come to this moment in my life. I've been making the choices that led me here and planning this for over half a year, and yet I still don't believe that this is really happening.

It's too damn crazy to think about.

All right, I'm gonna go to sleep (and I think I'll sleep very well, oddly.) Tomorrow, I start the big journey.

I'm going to explore something completely new. Expect me when you see me.