I hate to admit this, but I feel like I'm dying a little without my phone. First thing to get sorted before any other overseas trip is some way to keep the damn thing on while I'm out of country. On the other hand, there's a very distinct feeling of two completely separate worlds. It literally feels like I've gone back in time one year.
Ugh. The last thing I need on vacation is too much time to think. I knew this was coming. Things that seemed relatively simple and straightforward Friday morning on the train ride to the airport now feel quite muddled.
Like really, really muddled.
I need to get back to being too busy to over analyze things. Soon.
I know what will help. Maybe I'll see an ex while I'm in town. Ha.