It’s always a looming feeling; something hanging over your head that you know is just coming right down the road at you. And before yah know it, you’re packing your bag and double checking things, and making sure you’re all ready to go, because it’s finally time. The night before I left, I had a quiet-calm overtake me- a very serene feeling as I was wrapping up cables, folding t-shirts, packing away road food. I was doing everything so carefully, and precise, and my mind wasn’t racing a mile a minute. And I wasn’t even worried about leaving. Before I knew it, it was time for my last night in my own bed for several weeks. I had no problem falling asleep.