Leaving on a jet plane...

I can't really believe I'm leaving in less than 12 hours. My suitcase is packed, but as usual I keep wondering what important thing I forgot to put in it. It's amazing how much more exciting and nerve-wracking it is to travel when you have no idea what is waiting for you at the other end of the flight. Flying to Minnesota is like a commute now; I know the airport, I know the transit system, I know I have people to call and see when I get there. This is totally like stepping off a cliff. It's terrifying, and at the same time it doesn't feel real at all.