Life lately has been nuts. I started packing to move today and, well, it's scaring the shit out of me. This will be the first time that I've moved away from my family. Into a state where I know absolutely no one and will be starting from scratch. It's beyond scary for me, and I'm nervous and worried things won't work out the way I expect them to... but isn't that what life is about? Taking chances and living adventurously is what life is about, right??