Hey, guys.. So.. this time tomorrow I will be landing in Portland, OR. I will meet my partner in crime, we will assemble our bikes and strike out East. The plan is to reach NYC sometime by mid July.. I have toured in the past, and this "Day Before" thing always trips me out. Dinner feels like the last supper. Saying bye to family strikes especially deep chords.. Driving around the neighborhood conjures up childhood memories.. As much as I try not think about it, the possibility of crossing paths with a drunk driver or a hungry mountain lion always linger on the back burner.. It really forces you to re-evaluate everything, it seems.. This time it's compounded because less than a month after I return, I will be packing and moving to Missouri for school.. Uprooted! Really crazy, existential type of stuff.. Once the ride begins there is usually enough to occupy the mind and it quickly switches to adventure mode. I don't really know what I am trying to say here.. Guess just wanted to share the sentiment. Anybody else experience this? I can only imagine what it's like for those of you who tour exotic locales such as Southeast Asia and South America.. Mexico.. Africa.. Guess it's a comfort zone thing. Funny thing, this comfort zone. You stay in it, and you're just peachy.. You get out of it and the world opens up to you. What's the opposite of double-edged sword?