My morning started out really well, considering I slept off and on last night. One of those tossing and turning affairs. Crazy random dreams. The last one was about meeting my first love again. I woke up feeling really good, feeling like I wanted to fall back to sleep and live there always (Inception-like). Korean dramas are called dramas b/c they're entertainingly and often unreasonably dramatic, but I think their obsession with first love story arcs is warranted. I haven't seen or talked to him in years, but I google him sometimes. Now that I'm far beyond the relationship-mourning phase, I smile thinking about him, whether from happiness or regret. I think it would be good to meet again, in 5 years or 10 years or 50. I hope it's not 50.
Hitching a ride on an airplane Wednesday morning. Nervous b/c I've never flown alone. But this blog is about growing up... Um, I love a good road trip? We'll see how I take to sky trips.
Props to anyone who knows the book title I'm riffing this post title from.