I can't sleep. My brain is in this loop of "Why did you do this? Damn, this is expensive. Will you make enough money? Did you just ruin your life? How do you set up address forwarding? What are you doing? Should you get a new bank?" Normally I can numb this whirring with some mindless Kendall & Kylie app, but I have to wait 4 hours for Perry to text me so I'm out of luck. Dammit, Perry!
So I'm moving to Savannah, like quit my job, broke my lease, scheduled the movers, MOVING. I don't have a job in Savannah. Or any friends. Hence the general anxiety and stress.
Now is when Logical Liz comes out to make me feel better. "You want this. This is smart. It's expensive now, but make it to Savannah and then things will be cheaper! You can ride your little bike around and go to the beach and never wear that big puffy coat you hate! You'll probably get a car. Remember how fun driving a car is? You can finally get a dog!"
"Right. Look at these rescue dogs. Am I ready for a dog? Dogs are a lot of work. What if I get a shitty dog??"
"Ok, ok. Table the dog thoughts. That went south quickly. Moving is what you need. You need a new chapter! An exciting new adventure! You'll be fine. A lot of changes are coming, but take it one day at a time. Right now? You need to go to sleep and go to your last day of work tomorrow. Take a break from worrying about anything beyond that. Sleep."