I didn’t sleep last night. I can’t say for sure what happened, but I sat up, eyes a blaze until at least 3:45 in the morning. Thank god it’s summer, so the kids slept in a little, but today will no doubt be one long hazy disaster.

I have purchased one way tickets to London, no return – yet – and I am a complete disaster. What if we don’t see everything we want to? What if we were supposed to go to Germany and Austria, not London and France?

How will we get to France?

What if we don’t learn enough French?

What if we’re disasteriously lonely on Christmas day?

What if…?

 This has been a dream, literally, and now I literally can’t even dream, I can only sit here awake and freak out. This is such a bad omen for my pending adventures. This is not adventurous of me at all.

 More to come, I’m sure.