she sighs and walks away (enough)

I have a little over 36 hours before I move to Berkeley.
I find this to be two things simultaneously:
1. Ridiculously exciting. I can't wait to live on my own, to do things I've never done, experience life on my own. I want to grow plants, cook, play music, make music, dance, learn, think, write, scream, feel alive. I want to jump out of my skin into cold water. I'm going to write everyday, and experience winter, and look at the stars, and reclaim a sense of vivacity that's been missing from my life.
2. Nervous. I'm just anxious about the whole thing. It's so new, I just need to ground myself.

hmmph.
well =>
here.I.go.