The Time Has Come

The movers took all my things last week. I have to admit that I enjoyed sitting around playing Angry Birds (see previous post) while the movers packed for me. I never want to pack myself again.

It's hard to put into words how I feel...Which is weird for me since I always have words for how I feel. I'm surprisingly calm. I'm so calm, I'm even scaring myself. But I know that just below the surface, there is a volcano of emotions just waiting to errupt. My shaking hands give it away. But I don't want to let the release out yet. I don't want to be wailing on the plane crying harder than the baby going on his/her first flight. That just would not be cool or cute. Instead, I am trying to remind myself of WHY I wanted this opportunity so badly.

Let the Adventure Begin.

How Angry Birds Have Saved Me

I've lost my zen. It was here but then I lost it. I thought about looking for it but why bother? I might just lose it again. But there's a new cure for frustration & I can tell you all about it in 2 words: Angry Birds.

There's nothing like a set of Angry Birds being hurdled towards stupid thief pigs to calm the nerves. I want to read books about business & customer service. I want to find blogs about expats & read about their experiences. So many things I want to do...But instead, I've retreated to a world where only Angry Birds exist. I have a complete focus to dominate & achieve 3 stars in every level. Every day that I am sitting here waiting for word on my visa application, is 1 more day that I can spend helping these Angry Birds fight the good fight. It's possible that I will not be moving to Denmark before April & so far, I have almost no feedback on what is going to happen, what work I can do in the meantime, what I will be doing in the project that I was hired to be apart of...Nothing....But I wake up & go to sleep w/ 1 certainty: The Angry Birds are still here. I would write more....But there's an Angry Bird out there that needs my help.