Good morning, Monday. Damn if I'm not a nervous wreck.
Last night found me super restless- I couldn't fall asleep because I couldn't quiet my mind. Much going on in life and the icing on the cake is a trip to Japan this coming Saturday- I'm super excited but also struggling to figure out how I'll fare on a plane for 13 hours. I'll be in Tokyo for a week and can't wait to get the lay of the land there- and of course, the packing anxiety begins. What on Earth does one pack for Japan? I'm hoping to not tip the scales and pack in a responsible way, but man. What on Earth should I wear there? Feel free to offer up suggestions. I doubt I'll be rocking anything remotely Harajuku, though I'm contemplating a pink wig- if it's good enough for Scar Jo and Sofia...
I know I've been remiss on this blog of late- I feel like I'm neglecting it but I have been so busy and buzzy it's been hard to focus. Lost in Translation? Perhaps. Let's hope I don't get lost in Tokyo. I'm a relatively good traveler but feeling ill prepared for such an excursion. I need to get on the stick. I can only hope to be a fourth as cool as the duo above.
Cause that's what's up this trying to be a world traveler but really just want to go back to bed kind of Monday in the 212. Ohayou gozaimasu. XO