37. ready to release
i finally showered. i scrubbed all the oil, dirt, dust, sweat, grime, muck of three days of acting as bash and three days of last final revisions for my application.
i did my laundry. the green cotton sweater feels so warm and cozy on me right now.
i packed my suitcase. it's just a carry on. i'm packing light. i don't want to carry much. i want to feel light. this trip is just me, my notebook and pen and a gift for mom. that's how i'll let it feel.
i walked to sunset indian and ate the daal with a paneer naan. i'm so stuffed. it was magical. refuge. it was 40 minutes of bliss.
i left the SP lounge at 5:35 pm and will not be seeing it for the next few weeks. i put it all out there, even through exhaustion, i delivered. i gave my full presence even through my lethargy.
playing bash made me realize i don't have many tattered and beat-down, cheap clothes in my wardrobe. what does that say about me. i guess it says i like wearing premium.
i'm feeling like premium sleep right now, but i know it's not time. let's save that for the plane. and i pray that my plane departs and arrives safely. i truly pray that i and everyone else on this united plane has a safe flight tomorrow. i pray.
seoul, here we come. san francisco, i'm leaving you tomorrow.
wanduffle