I'm travelling alone for the first time in 11 years. It's just a 2h bus ride, but it's major!

Of course my anxiety is creeping in. I was fine coming to the bus station, and am calm, in theory, but breathing is difficult and I almost cried while phoning my mom bcs the cat has disappeared before I left and it was really a relief to know he's back. Anxiety has me in irs grip. Wasting a precious clonazepam tablet because of that.

I was supposed to leave yesterday to Minas Gerais by car with a couple of friends but, alas, I was stupid enough to chow down a full package of biscoito de polvilho just before bed, and woke up at 4am feeling just THE WORST. Spent the rest of the day between stomach cramps and cat naps. 

Fortunately woke up today feeling so much better, so here I go to Minas by myself. Weird, how can something so out of the ordinary for me also feel so normal?