So after 11 days, 8 flight segments, 38 hours travelling, 4 luggage searches and 6 gate searches, I’m finally home. Actually, I got home late last night after yet another delayed flight. Wynne certainly was a sight for sore eyes when I saw her at the airport. I really missed home, and every aspect of it. Sure, I had a ton of fun the last two weeks but I missed sleeping in my bed.
It’s nice to be home…
it’s kind of funny how the people you associate with have an effect on the way you feel and view life…
i made a very important decision about my life years ago and lately i’ve found myself doubting that decision. was it the right decision to make? i know deep down it is, but i’m beginning to question it. what’s the big deal?
i see statements like, “i want ____”, “i need ____”. is that what you really need? or is it something else? is it something that you absolutely have to have? something that you have to do? probably not. but as of late, i find myself wanting/needing/desiring but most of all, doubting.
i still know it’s the right thing. but for what reason? financially, sure. ethically, yeah. there are many reasons. so why do i find myself in this position? wish i knew.
i almost once forgot about my decision. it almost cost me everything. i need to keep reminding myself of that.
remembering…