(so funny)
I flew back today. I'm at home now.
Last day of German is tomorrow.
How do I feel about moving? It's something like skydiving. I know I'm not going to die. And I know that at some points I'll love it and at other points I'll be terrified and wonder "why did I ever think this was a good idea?" but in the end I'll say to myself, "That was worth doing, if only because it's a good story to tell"
Although right now I'm at the point right before you jump when you're looking over the edge and thinking "hm, now that you mention it, I think my house is on fire. Er... um, I've got herpes! I'd better go, really"
There's a metaphor for you.
Clara
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