Lingering in the Preparatory State

Nervous.  Anxious. Unprepared.  The English language has a diverse variety and states of being for me to choose from or multitask in performing for my up and coming departure from my homeland.  Technically I have been out of the US of A before, Canada, Tijuana, Mexico, and The Bahamas.  This adventure however, will be largely independent.  Even though my life, my preparation, and factors involved in general, have, in fact, been going well, I feel like something must go wrong.

Luckily, I have proven to myself and I would say to outside observers in general, that I recover quite well from my mistakes regardless of the magnitude.  Mistakes are an interesting part of life.  They are so much of what makes up who we are.  They are unavoidable.  They are, a topic for another day because, I am leaving the country.

Friday evening, June 19, 2009, I will board a plane to Manchester, England.  I will join a group of people who have never met me before.  I will leave behind previously mentioned mistakes.  I cannot and do not wish to deny my mistakes, however, I intend to live without them during my time there.  I will be attending the University of Liverpool.  I am taking with me the lesson learned from a Creative Writing class in highschool, Novemeber 2001-March 2002; be a sponge.  The sights, the sounds, the people, the accents, the mannerisms, the smells, the tendencies, the belief-systems, the colors, the loves, the weather, the everything, are the water to the sponge in your pocket, the sponge you need to be as a writer.   And so it seems perhaps needless to say, more to follow.

Nervous Squirrel With Nut