I really want to keep this journal up-to-date...

(just wrote an entire paragraph, then deleted it...you'll never know)

Well, 27 days until my flight leaves for Tokyo...still hasn't hit me. I am going through a daily (if not hourly) barage of emotions...Sadness, elation, fear, anxiety, bliss, gittyness, etc.

As I sit here, it occurs to me that these are not conducive writing conditions... well, perhaps I will not be so self-centered this evening, and concentrate my thoughts on someone else.

Actually, just did that thing where I wrote a paragraph and deleted it again... I guess I am just tired... I will close with a thought that occured to me the other day... I am still testing its validity, but I have to write something vaguely thoughful...

Happiness is not an acheivable goal or emotional state, it is process. Like sweat, you aquire it for a short time after overcoming a physical challenge, and eventually it disappears. Only with further accomplishment can you attain it again and again and again...