After being unable to fall asleep for a while I finally did at around 2 in the morning, only to have to wake up at 4.  And then I spent the entire plane ride reading A Storm of Swords instead of sleeping, since I had a soda and was therefore caffeinated.

Maybe it is due to the exhaustion that I am not as excited as I feel as I should be, given that I'm sitting in the waiting area next to the ship.  This oddly, from what I remember, happened last year as well: I was not feeling too excited for real, but kept saying how much I was in reality.  I mean, I know I am excited; I've been saying it for some time now.  But I don't feel it, if that makes any sense? 

When I'm tired I go through melancholy thoughts, even when I am about to do something super fun. 

But it should be a good time.  I might take a nap when I get on the boat or something. 

That won't be for a while now.  We have a habit of getting here super early.  

...I do miss my Callie face already though.  I'm such a baby.