Travel patterns

I'm in the final stage of the anxious phase. 24 hours before departure I'm a wreck, pacing and nervous, but as soon as my butt hits the seat on the plane I'm strapped in for the ride and living in the moment. I'm at the gate, with another hour to go…

Reposted from last March:

I'm terrified every trip: months of contemplating worst case scenarios, hours spent second guessing. I love the planning and enjoy the execution, but the time in between is hell.

Thankfully, it all disappears once once I'm in motion, staying flexible, and reacting to events. And in those times, in this time, nothing feels more alive.


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