In the morning, I’m going to a friend’s wedding. The wedding isn’t until Saturday, but I’m going early, so that I can be sure to make the wedding, and so that I can have some time to play around the town/island. I’ve never been to Singapore, so this is an exciting adventure for me, in mini form. (I wonder if they have Minis there… Also, on which side of the road do they drive? I don’t remember…)
However, this means that, inevitably, I am up late tonight. I am always up late the night before a trip – be it packing or just general this-and-thats, I am always up late, and usually much later than usual for that given night of the week (this time being a Wednesday night).
Aaaand, along with that being up late, is that ever-present (when prepping for a trip) sensation that I am forgetting something, something vital. I have my passport, phone, and boarding pass, so I technically will be able to survive…, but that doesn’t ease my mind off this feeling. As I was making final touches, I realized that I still hadn’t packed the two pair of shoes I’d needed to pack (for the dance party one night and for the wedding outfit)… things which had been on my mind every day for the past week… thereby giving me evidence that my experiencing this feeling of having forgotten something important is not falsely or without sufficient evidence created – it is not every time that something like that happens, but it is every time that the trip is somehow important that I feel this panic.
Yikes, yikes, yikes, I say! (Well, I didn’t actually say it at first, but then I read aloud the sentence I’d written, so I did, in fact, say that sentence…, but I’m going to leave it as the italicized thought, because that’s more how it originally occurred as a feeling and all.)
Anyway, I’m hoping for the best!
P.S. Does Singapore have beaches??