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whelming over ~ July 31, 2002 - 12:15 a.m. I'm freaking out, just a little. okay, a lot. it's easy to feel overwhelmed by how much has to happen this week. I hate these times, when everything has to happen now. in three days I'm leaving mount madonna. I don't feel ready. and money and getting my bike to the mechanic's and sorting through my stuff and giving away what I don't need and packing up what I do and putting together a writing sample for the organization I'm trying to convince to send me to southeast asia and making up the work I bailed on monday afternoon because I needed to sleep more than I needed to dig ditches. and saying goodbye. to everyone. and taking in the fact that I'm leaving the first real home that I've made for myself over the last couple of years, and this beautiful community and everything it's given me. and dealing with the insurance company, which is, I think, almost done. and they are going to cover the damages from the accident-- thanks be. and getting ahold of clare to make sure she knows I'm coming to see her in three days. and processing my long, strange weekend with the christians. the best line, from the missionary who said "thailand" behind me in the coffee line one morning: "I used to smoke pot every day-- now I smoke Jesus!" well, gee-- I never tried smokin' him before... maybe that's why it never worked for me... so, yes: overwhelm mode. I am exhausted and emotional and drinking too much caffeine-- and somewhere in there, I'm trying to get some sleep.
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