I've never been so nervous of travel. I've been on planes more times than most people and I've been to more places than most people. And yet, here I am, nervous as shit. I'm kind of dreading the hours on the plane and the waiting in the airport in Dublin; yes, I'm crossing over in Ireland, another place I've never been to. And I'm going to be in the unfamiliar part of a very familiar country and it's all just so foreign to me. Completely fucking foreign and I dislike it. It's the same feeling I had the first day of school and I hate it, I really really dislike it.