En route

Writing this as I fly over Gothenburg and the western archipelago. It's a beautiful sight and a beautiful day.

But I feel quite nervous today, not anxious or excited but more a sense of "what the hell am I doing"? I suppose this is part of the building process, but it's not a feeling I'm used to. I thought I might've felt this way when I signed contracts for the land or the house, not when looking at the sunny Swedish countryside from 37,000 feet.