welcome home!
Winter break was really fun. I did everything I wanted to do. Reminded me of high school vacations without my parents bitching about everything. I did a lot of partying - clubbin, bars, getting drunk. But i spent a good amount of time with my family which means a lot to me. Like I said, I am really starting to appreciate them as I grow older.
returning to san francisco was a bit of a journey. I wanted to stay home. I missed my family and it was a little bit harder leaving this time as compared to what it was in August. I guess im a bit paranoid when boarding a plane. I never tell anyone this, but I always picture the plane crashing when im in the air. turbulence freaks me out.
I guess I have an admirer at the MUNI station. This guy that works at the Powell Station booth always gets excited when I pass by. He always makes it a point to say Hello by pressing the button that allows a speaker to talk to me from the other side of the glass booth. I am always a bit freaked out by this, but Karan thinks its funny, so I let him have his laugh. After that happened, I felt like I was back to old ways which was both comforting and bad news. I keep telling myself that this time will be different. And it was. Stepping onto the muni, I forgot how quickly it moved after everyone boarded. rough travelin'. Everyone watched me as I fell on my luggage. I laughed and said, "Its been a while!" I am so thankful for my sense of humor. It was such a mission to get home, but when I finally did, I sat in bed for a while and fell asleep, alone. Looking back, it was sort of depressing because I always slept near my brother at home. I miss him a lot. I just need to focus and I should be fine.
returning to san francisco was a bit of a journey. I wanted to stay home. I missed my family and it was a little bit harder leaving this time as compared to what it was in August. I guess im a bit paranoid when boarding a plane. I never tell anyone this, but I always picture the plane crashing when im in the air. turbulence freaks me out.
I guess I have an admirer at the MUNI station. This guy that works at the Powell Station booth always gets excited when I pass by. He always makes it a point to say Hello by pressing the button that allows a speaker to talk to me from the other side of the glass booth. I am always a bit freaked out by this, but Karan thinks its funny, so I let him have his laugh. After that happened, I felt like I was back to old ways which was both comforting and bad news. I keep telling myself that this time will be different. And it was. Stepping onto the muni, I forgot how quickly it moved after everyone boarded. rough travelin'. Everyone watched me as I fell on my luggage. I laughed and said, "Its been a while!" I am so thankful for my sense of humor. It was such a mission to get home, but when I finally did, I sat in bed for a while and fell asleep, alone. Looking back, it was sort of depressing because I always slept near my brother at home. I miss him a lot. I just need to focus and I should be fine.