Context:I ' m going to throw what I can fit into this car , drive a hundred hours to a house so empty it does n't even have flooring , go on a job interview , dump my crap off , then drive back only to do it again in a week ? I am literally picking up my life and moving it into a dozen unknown factors . This is n't me - I ' m not remotely this spontaneous and I sure as shit do n't have the balls to dive headfirst into this without everything mapped and planned out .
Question Why may the narrator be so stressed out ?
Answer:
They are preparing a major trek .