The last week of work. 5 More Days of Georgios. I should be working, but… May 29th is creeping up on me. It started slowly at first- every so often, a though of “oh, I’ll need to get this” or “I shouldn’t forget about that” flittered through my head, but lately, it seems I can’t go an hour without thinking about my forthcoming departure. I guess some of it has to do with the uncertainty. I don’t know what the future holds. Past June 3rd, the day I land in London, I won’t have a job, a phone or a place to live, and all this on a different continent, where I know absolutely no-one. It sounds scary when I put it all down in writing, but honestly, I’m not too worried. I like to tell
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