Tiny bags full of tiny things.

We are at the gate. 

We are waiting to board the plane. 

As of right now it's me, DK, Megan, Toby and Steve.

I am a little more comfortable now. The idea of traveling with these people is actually more reassuring than I could have hoped for. People are on their cell phones, waking up loved ones and saying good bye.

I left my phone at home. But I inadvertently brought my KEYS. Oops. They will do me a ton of good in Mexico.

Since I have time I wanted to talk about why I choose to do this. Partly, because I think it's important and partly because I need to remind myself. Around 2 this morning all I wanted to do was stay in bed, pet my cats and sleep a few more hours. I wanted to have my weekend. 

But I chose to volunteer for this because I am so comfortable just living my life the way I live it. I am not a bad person. I am just more likely to do things that are familiar. I have never been outside the country. I have thought about what it would be like, but I have never put forth the effort to wonder boundlessly.

NICOLE is here! Chris, Sisco, Chan. Still no Walter and no Lisa. But there IS a camcorder! w00t!

Where was I? 

I want to help people. I think we all do. People kept telling me "You'll come back and you will be different" I don't know what that means but it scares me a little and it's also kind of exciting. 

Lisa and Walter are here. Something about chugging gatoraide?

Toby has an XO laptop, check it out when you get a chance.

I am going to go socialize. Talk to you from Atlanta.