I feel crazy, but I feel confident.  I feel small, but I feel significant.  I feel powerless, but I feel protected.  I feel like I am going to miss Santa Barbara terribly, but I know that this is what I am supposed to be doing.

So after all is said and done and packed, well…

I feel ready.

It all really doesn’t make sense, and yet in another world, in belonging to another kingdom, such is the wonted way of life…or so I am told.