Home-sick at home

It doesn't make sense, does it? To be homesick even before you've left your home. But thats what I've been feeling the past few days. Its really quite absurd at one level - I'm going on holiday! With my Dad! To Europe! What could be better? Seriously. And yet, I'm really going to miss my friends, my house, my dog and Madras. And the very idea of not being here gets me down. I didnt realise I was such a creature of routine. Maybe this 9-5 desk-job business makes one less adventurous and more resistent to change. Well, new resolution: Enough of the droopiness already! One should grasp whatever life throws at you by the horns and try and enjoy it. So wish me luck!