The day has finally come...

So I leave today. Weird. I barely slept last night. I kept waking up and thinking of all the things I had to do this morning. Then I would tell myself not to do them right then because I should have been sleeping. Not productive. Oh well. My parents are nagging me to a new extent. And we don't have any milk so I can't eat cereal. I just wanted one last bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios. I am not looking forward to the 30 hour trip. I am already feeling exhausted. My mom just told me for the hundreth time to call her when I land in Chicago, Frankfurt, Lagos, and Accra. She will tell me at least 4 more times before I get on the plane. This doesn't feel real. It feels like I am going to go to my grandparents or something. My room is so empty. Saying bye to everyone yesterday was terrible. I feel dehydrated. This all feels so final. I just said goodbye to my dad. I don't even know if I can cry anymore. This goodbye thing is all so exhausting. It drains you. Well, its time to go through 2 hours of security. The next time I write, I will be in Ghana. Weird.