I’m currently on the plane (almost) en route to Vancouver --> Hong Kong --> Ho Chi Minh City. I’m excited overall, but mostly nervous as all hell for the time being. I’m sure once I get to Hong Kong , even, I’ll be so overwhelmed by the culture shock that I’ll forget to be so anxious.
I’m exhausted and there’s a child screaming a few rows ahead and we haven’t even taken off yet. I may have to kill it. It’s crazy to think I’m going to be on here for five hours but only two will have passed. I know time change has to do with the earth’s rotation, but it’s currently the bane of my existence.
I feel mildly insane, I can’t believe I’m doing this, but away we go.
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