So... if I'm not mistaken about what my employer in China is saying... I could be out of here in two weeks. Whoa.
Now, don't get me wrong, I've been trying to get out of the US and into China since January. I thought I'd be there by now. But now, with them saying things are in place and just about ready to go, I'm... a little intimidated. Maybe a little scared.
This is an adventure, no two ways about it. I went to the Netherlands to study for six months a few years back and I had doubts all the way up to getting on the plane. I was fortunate to have my wife to there to almost push me onto that plane and, frankly, thank goodness. But now she's coming with me. There's no one to push us when our knees begin to shake and our feet turn to lead.
Still, my brain knows this is a good thing. It's good. But my heart is both excited and scared. It's terrifying. I was terrified to go to the Netherlands and they LIKE speaking English over there. China is a completely new experience. It's the most foreign country I'll probably ever experience.
I know this isn't very literary (I mean, maybe I can remember this fear for writing someone going to a new land) but I really needed to get things off my chest. I've been in this limbo for the past few months of knowing that at any moment I could be a week or two away from China. Today I got the message from them that they'd like us to come over within the next couple weeks. So much to get done. Geez, why didn't I start sooner?
Keep your eyes open for my debut novel, The Paladin.