La Poésie Contre Attaque

Allright… in exactly one week I’ll be in the plane to my new life in Morocco.
Since yesterday I keep on rerunning the checklist in my head over and over again : 

Quitting my job                     done    check !
Sending all my stuff via relocation gency       done   check !
Talking to my parents    done   check !
Finding an apartment    done   check !
Throwing a biiig crazy farewell party    done   check !

There  must be at least something I forget… usually I forget more than one…
I’m not stressed at all about moving to Morocco and living there, though it’s kind of weird that I’ve all my stuff ready a week in advance… It is so unlike me… Maybe I grow up ? Considering what i did at my farewell party this doesn’t sound realistic (I threw a summer island party in winter in Paris, disguised in Vahine from Tahiti…)
Maybe I wanted so much to move in such a country to run my own business that I did it very seriously ?? Oh Come on ! Who am I kidding… I definitely forgot many things, we’ll see when I’ll be in Casabanca. Untill then I have a full week t party in Paris !!