Leaving on a Jet Plane...

So the day finally came where it was time to get on that plane. I was suprised about how I was feeling when I woke up because I thought I would have been so sad the morning of my flight, but it didn't really hit me until I was already on the plane. The poor guy next to me must have wondered why I randomly started crying during the plane ride a few times. Mostly, I was thinking "is this really happening?, did I make the right decision?, what will life be like when I come back?, what will be different about me?, etc." In the end, I made it through the long plane ride, and arrived safely in Manila.