bads and goods

So.
I'm going to Utah.

I'm packing for going to Utah.

I hate packing.

I also hate mosquitos, fidgets, stomach aches, being charged for the second checked bag and no triple crown winner. And mosquito bites. My feet were unconvered. A mosquito got in. And now my feet itch. I hate itching.

But I don't want this to be a completely negative post.
I love playing the guitar, writing music and poetry, the feeling I get when I've arrived after a long trip, and the feeling of a hug from a good friend after a long separation.

But I still hate packing.