Where does the good go?

My plan was to write something funny about packing today but the last couple of days kind of make that a tad improper so I'll just write this instead. I'm still leaving for Syria so my plans hasn't changed in any way. This does not mean that everything is still the same. I will have to take it easy for a couple of days and check the situation out and I also have to admit that I'm a bit scared. Mostly I think it's because of the trip but the situation makes me feel like thinking everything over once or twice. I will, of course, be on the next plane home if the situation get completely out off hand, but I don't think that'll happen.

God speed on all of you and take care, wherever you are.