Everyday I get more anxiety. 

I try to be open minded.

Everyday I think about the possibilities.

I try to convince myself to be happy wherever I go.

Everyday I don't want to think about possibilities and then be disappointing with the reality.

I try and try and try.

But really, the only problem solver here is if my mission call gets here this Wednesday.

It is unrealistic, but I seriously need to know already!