Emotional on the jetway

I'm here in the airport bar, exhausted and impatient, finishing my likely last bock for a while (yech, it's a ziegen) and feeling such lightness and heaviness at the same time.

It's hard and I'm deeply sad that I'm leaving behind so many friends, loved ones, and my home city for 27 years, but Im also giddy with the bright future I have awaiting me. I can't wait.

I'm also listening to Andrew Bird's "Firey Crash" which may be inadvisable.