No Woman No Cry

I'm in countdown mode. 

3 days left in bham and then I'm off.

People keep asking me if I'm excited or scared or any other number of emotions. For the sake of keeping the conversation on a surface  level I always nod and say " Oh yes, I'm so excited". Which is true to a point but 'excited' doesn't really seem to adequately describe everything going on in my head.

I started packing things last night. ( dear Jesus, I have so much crap). I had my pod on shuffle while I went through and weeded out pajamas, work out clothes, and the insane amount of toiletries I have acquired and hoarded through the years. 

as I was pondering why I have not 1 but 4 extra deodorant sticks, this song came on shuffle:

I started to cry. It's funny, I remember listening to this song over and over and over in my dorm, on my way to class, in the car, anywhere and everywhere when I went through a break up in college. It's funny how this song really was such a comfort to me. And I remember after going through that I started listening to this song anytime I was upset or scared or just lonely. 

And now whenever I hear it, it immediately takes me back to all those times. But not in a bad way. It's not one of those songs that makes me freak out and switch it to another song because it brings up all those hard memories. It makes me realize how far I've come. It's cheesy to say but it's true. It just makes me feel better about whatever is happening. I mean it's true " Everything's gonna be alright..." and that's a good thing to have in your head phones, or coming out your speakers when you drive away from a city you call home.

In Jaimaca on Bob's 'thinking' rock.