Two Hundred Fifteen.

Somedays aren't yours at all,

They come and go

As if they're someone else's days

They come and leave you behind someone else's face

And it's harsher than yours

And colder than yours

- Regina Spektor, Somedays

 

I can't believe I only have one more day left to get everything done before I leave. I'm jumping out of my skin to get on the road. And also getting my routine pre-trip anxiety. But that will all settle as soon as I'm driving, I'm sure. I think I'm mostly just getting a little anxious about being away from my husband and our pets for so long. But I will be seeing so many good friends and family along the way, that I'm sure the time will fly faster that I want it to. So I'm just going to enjoy myself! There's plenty of time to stress out when I get home and immediately start the installation for Art Fair! :)

 

Musically Challenged: Regina Spektor - Somedays

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