I am overwhelmed. I am easily overwhelmed, so I don't stand a chance, really. Suddenly a week before India has turned into a few hours before India, thanks to truffle dinners. I cannot possibly prepare to leave my house, job, boyfriend, cat for three weeks. I will not get around to cleaning out my fridge. I will not call all the people who leave messages. I cannot return information to Sallie Mae, Triple A, pay my bills, talk to my insurance company. I don't even have time to take a shower before work. I hate this feeling. It has eclipsed what I should be feeling which is eager anticipation. I am worried that everything will mold and collect flies while I'm gone.

And I know it's mostly my brain chemistry making me feel like this. I need to make a list and check off items until the tightness in my everything releases.