Send a Sleep Chamber

I think I have officially lost it.  The anticipation of 2011 is trying me and I’m having more and more trouble appreciating the now.  With this has emerged symptoms normally seen in a depressed person and not someone about to partake on the adventure of a lifetime: writers block (what to write about? There’s nothing exciting happening.. yet), numbness (will nothing be exciting before I get on a plane?), and lethargy (there’s no more planning.. is there?  I’m bored.. I’ll just sit here and watch the worst reality TV I can find… ).
A year ago, it felt like the trip was right around the corner.  Time was flying by and we’d be halfway around the world in an instant.
A year ago, I would have assumed that the two month mark would be a whirlwind of To Do lists with time rushing by faster than we could keep track.
A year ago, I was flying high knowing that an incredible experience was immediately in my future.
Fast forward to today.  It’s October 6, 2010.  Two months from now I will be voluntarily unemployed.  I have less than 9 weeks left of work.  We’ve purchased luggage, a few plane tickets, and some fantastically engineered travel clothing. We have sketched an itinerary, moved out of our house, and gotten rid of thousands of dollars in stuff.  I should be elated.  I should be floating on air, enjoying every minute of these last few months—the ‘vacation’ should feel like it’s starting now.
I want a sleep chamber.
Time is mocking me.  The days are really long right now.  REALLY long.  They go by like weeks.   Waking up in the morning is a grueling routine and the morning bike commute just isn’t all that fun anymore.  I’ve watched one too many shows on the TLC channel (embarrassing, I know) and have exhausted myself with travel blogs (or, have I tortured myself with travel blogs?).  If it was possible, I would say ‘enough already!’ and leave today.  But a sleep chamber would do just fine.  Or a time machine.  Where’s Doc Brown when you really, really need him?
I think I have officially lost it.  The anticipation of 2011 is testing me and I’m having more and more trouble appreciating the now.  With this has emerged symptoms normally seen in a depressed person and not someone about to partake on the adventure of a lifetime: writers block (what to write about? There’s nothing exciting happening.. yet), numbness (will nothing be exciting before I get on a plane?), and lethargy (there’s no more planning.. is there?  I’m bored.. I’ll just sit here and watch the worst reality TV I can find… ).
A year ago, it felt like the trip was right around the corner.  Time was flying by and we’d be halfway around the world in an instant.
A year ago, I would have assumed that the two month mark would be a whirlwind of To Do lists with time rushing by faster than we could keep track.
A year ago, I was flying high knowing that an incredible experience was immediately in my future.
Fast forward to today.  It’s October 6, 2010.  Two months from now I will be voluntarily unemployed.  I have less than 9 weeks left of work.  We’ve purchased luggage, a few plane tickets, and some fantastically engineered travel clothing. We have sketched an itinerary, moved out of our house, and gotten rid of thousands of dollars in stuff.  I should be elated.  I should be floating on air, enjoying every minute of these last few months—the ‘vacation’ should feel like it’s starting now.
I want a sleep chamber.
Time is mocking me.  The days are really long right now.  REALLY long.  They go by like weeks.   Waking up in the morning is a grueling routine and the morning bike commute just isn’t all that fun anymore.  I’ve watched one too many shows on the TLC channel (embarrassing, I know) and have exhausted myself with travel blogs (or, have I tortured myself with travel blogs?).  If it was possible, I would say ‘enough already!’ and leave today.  But a sleep chamber would do just fine.  Or a time machine.  Where’s Doc Brown when you really, really need him?

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