I am now down to my last 9 days in Minneapolis. And I keep feeling like I ought to run around, frantically trying to locate or contact people in an effort to let them know I’ll miss them/they meant something to me. But then that seems strange because I’m not dying… I’m just moving to another country. One that is rather replete in better technology than the US so it’s not as though I’ll be unable to contact anyone.

 But still.. 9 days… suddenly that doesn’t seem like very many days at all… and then a month until the final move and a series of question marks… 🙂