The Mad Shuffle

This is exhausting. I keep on moving from place to place without having a place to be. Oh, yeah I haven't actually left yet, I am in homeless limbo, constantly changing between locations. I can't imagine this feeling combined with the physical discomforts of actually being on the streets, it's very tiring and I am not really having fun. I need to soak in the remaining 15 days I will have with friends and familiarity.
I can't even fathom it, 15 days! It isn't going to hit me until I'm there, in the swell of people on a Hong Kong street, all by myself. Yes, it is a thrilling adventure, and as much right as people have to be envious, I maintain I have the right to be scared. I haven't ever had the opportunity to travel alone. And I know it's only 4 days, one of which will be jet lag nap day, but that's at least three days of aimless lonely wandering. Ha. I am being so melodramatic probably because I am so tired and cranky. I'm sure I'll meet a whole gaggle of Australians and waste all my money disgracing myself in bars with my new best friends. 15 days.