Why is it I always get a little nervous before a big trip? Not for my safety or anything like that. I seem to have an involuntary sense of unfinished business. That there is a lot to do and I haven’t or won’t get it done. I really don’t have too much left to deal with, yet there it sits, this odd feeling, a holdover from my more stressed out work life in the distant past. I haven’t had any kind of professional stress in a long time when I think about it.
Apart from all that, I am quite excited for my trip. It has been almost three years since I last set foot in Europe. It will be nice to reconnect with old friends and get reacquainted with them (and the food). I will spend a week in Paris, then two in Hamburg working on a project, then back to NYC. Things could surely be worse.