Is This Real?

Is tomorrow really my last day in the United States for 6 months? How is that possible... This whole experience feels as if it has just been me building up a pipe dream that wasn't actually going to happen. Even though I will be boarding a plane tomorrow I dont even think then it will completely hit me. I suspect that it will take being lost in South Africa trying to learn my new way of life for the idea to fully sink into my hard head. I am very excited because tomorrow Pasan's "When I was in Belize...." comment will no longer apply since I will have set foot onto another country's soil and can add variety to my travel stories.. I still do not completely understand how someone like myself has been given such an unreal adventure. Not even two years ago I was sitting in a home, paid for by federal housing assistance, talking to my mom in jest about how I was going to travel the world one day and she had no doubt that one day I would. But this soon? I never fathemed being abroad would even be a realistic option for me. Atleast not while I was still in school without a profession of my own. There is definitely someone upstairs looking out for me. I believe that this journey will lead me to something that is meant for my life. I just hope that I gain wisdom and apply whatever it is I am meant to find the way I am suppose to.