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Kind of dizzying -- lots of stuff to be happy about, lots of stuff to be nervous about, lots of stuff to be sad about, lots of stuff to look forwards to. Transitions are hard.

In other news -- I lost my passport, tore apart my room for upwards of an hour looking for it, to the extent that I was very seriously panicking about not being able to go and all the money that would be wasted and how sad I would be and so on and so forth. And then I found it, and oh god was I relieved. Nothing makes you appreciate going somewhere awesome like being faced with the idea of not being able to go. (Possible photo-travel-blogging may occur on my flickr -- if so I'll link from here. We'll see.)

(That said, it also gives me a new appreciation for how creepy it is that you can't even leave the country without documentation...)