It is 6:27 AM and I’m at the gate in Oakland Airport for my flight to Burbank. These past few weeks have been a daze and I haven’t had time to write. I’m so busy with the new job that time marches by in a blur and I have to catch myself and take a moment to be mindful and appreciate life and all the small moments that make up our experiences.
Aside from work karate has also been at the forefront so let’s start there.
It is 4:15 AM on Wednesday, September 26. It looks like I’m back to my regular sleep schedule as I had no trouble waking up at 4:00 AM. I’m in a hotel though so the sleep wasn’t that deep and I had weird dreams as I usually do when in a hotel.
On the flight over I spent most of the time looking out the window while listening to an audio book on Mindfulness. I was hoping for more meat in that book but what I got was a bunch of filler about what the book was going to teach me, studies that show how great mindfulness is, the type of cushion that should be used and posture as it relates to the spine. I was hoping for something a bit better so about two hours in I stopped listening.
It is 4:07 PM on Monday, August 13th. I’m sitting at the Hub in Ikebukuro and the end of the Japan trip draws close. I wasn’t able to write as much as I wanted in my journal this trip due to a problem with the power cord. I had forgotten that Japan only uses a two socket plug and my computer power cords were three pronged. It was an absolute saga to try and get a connector. First we went to a local computer store but it didn’t appear like they had anything. So my wife ordered one off of Amazon and we went on our trip to Karuizawa and Kusatsu. When we came back we were surprised that it still hadn’t arrived so checking Amazon she discovered that the order wasn’t placed due to an expired credit card. We fixed that and ordered it. It arrived in two days and guess what, the plug didn’t fit.
I’m at SFO airport awaiting the boarding to Japan. Getting ready to travel, especially internationally and for a long trip is always such a pain UNTIL I get to the airport. It is then I am excited.
The pain part is packing, getting the house in order, locked, making sure the plants are watered and fish are fed. Making sure everything is turned off, doors are locked and everything in order for the return. I don’t sleep very well the night before, especially when I have an early flight and then I’m anxious to get to the airport because you never know when you’ll have major delays with the traffic, lines at check-in and security. No matter how many times I travel I always leave too early. It never takes me more than an hour from when I leave my house until I’m past security but I still get anxious.
I’m here in the Charlotte Airport and we’ve been delayed due to weather for four hours. A terrible storm went through the airport and I think this is only the second time I’ve been in an airport that stopped all traffic due to inclement weather. I learned that when the flashing light outside turns red all traffic must stop.