In Limbo

Posted a day late but it was written while I was on the plane so it counts:


So today I left for my internship in San Diego. My flight didn’t leave until 7pm which kind of threw me off, I am so incredibly used to leaving very early in the morning to catch a flight, so having to sit around all day knowing I’d be leaving later just made the whole day weird. And for some reason, I was incredibly anxious and nervous about flying. Partly because this time I was not going on a trip, this time I was staying for awhile and the semi-permanent state of the situation effected more than I thought. Then also, after my last experience flying I was so nervous about all the things that could go wrong. Sure, it’s amusing to go through an unexpected 10-hour layover once, it makes a good story, but to go through that again I really did not want to live through that again. So for the entire day, I was in a silent anxious state or as my mom said, mentally I was in limbo.

Luckily my flights went smoothly. I actually wanted to write this up on my flight from Minneapolis to Denver, but I didn’t want to jinx things before getting on my connecting flight. But as I am now safely on the connecting flight, I think it’s safe to assume things for the most part have gone smoothly (as long as my baggage shows up). I won’t go too in depth as I commented a lot on twitter about how things went down, but compared to my last flying experience, this has gone a lot smoother than last time and so I don’t think I’m quite as anxious about flying or even how I’m going to experience the new routine of my life tomorrow. I can’t even wrap my mind around that yet.

~Lauren

*Started and finished The Art of Racing in the Rain. It was alright, not the best book I've read, but enjoyable. Of course, reading Marely and Me right before this one probably influenced me a bit. And I think the book probably would have worked better as a graphic novel, provided the right artist did the visuals.