Today I woke up at 3 am, convinced that I had booked my flight to New York for the wrong day.
I hadn’t, but I couldn’t get back to sleep, either.
So it was a good thing I had an audiobook. A LONG audiobook. I’m currently listening to George R.R. Martin‘s A Game of Thrones, in part to see how someone who’s incredibly vicious to his characters does it. I’m really glad I’m enjoying it, because it means that I’ll have listening material for months to come.
Now I have three suitcases of differing sizes laid out on the bed, and I am torn between the desire to be fancy and the desire not to take so damn much luggage for once.
Also I am seized with the irrational fear that if I pack my favorite fancy clothes in the giant suitcase, it will get lost and I will never see said clothes again. Maybe I’ll just take a few fancy items and stuff them into the little carryon.
In sum, Internet, I am very excited about going to NCTE/ALAN (it will be my first time!) but also, I am preoccupied with the trivial.