I walked around for about an hour thinking about my life. I was having realizations and I felt like a crazy person.
It was as if I was in a fog. I was having anxiety.
Sometimes I freak out. Sometimes I don’t want to be on the internet anymore. Sometimes I don’t know what to do about stuff and sometimes I forget things. I started freaking about my last minute trip to a foreign country. Panicked. Instant attack.
I left the store. I walked down the street back in my own fog again. I’m nervous about going but then think not going would be silly too. For a bunch of different reasons. It’s a chance to relax and go some place cool with bunch of cool old friends. Relax.
I’m packing one bag; one nice outfiit, one dress, one piece bathing suit, one yoga mat. This is the relax retreat. A true mini vacation/airport tour. Vanilla as some may say.
I know when I come back Sunday I’ll have had lots of time with self. I love traveling; airport, airplane, people, waiting, watching, thinking, moving. I love being in motion.