It seems surreal.
I feel like I should be doing something to prepare. I've gotten guide books (old ones, via Paperbackswap) for Florence and Tuscany, and I keep leafing through them, trying to decide what cities I want to visit on my days off.
I'm really excited for the trip. It's going to be awesome.
It's a little distracting, though. I should really be focusing on getting through the last few weeks of school - I have tons of projects due, after all - but my brain keeps skipping ahead to vacation time.
It's only a month away, after all.