2 Days Out – Nerves

by erics1100paces

Talked with my boss.  I finally have a departure time.  Middle of the day Wednesday.  I feel that metallic, electric taste under my tongue, nerves and the adrenal gland pumping.

Sigh.  I’m going to miss my family.  I got pretty choked up taking my daughter to school today.

Anyhow, 46 days.  Fourty-six.  Six and a half weeks, give or take.  46 days…  I feel…  Well, I feel, I guess.  That’s the point.  I feel something other than drunk.