Well now, I am off for a short holiday.
To Bali. For a short dive trip.
The funny thing is, I can’t explain the feeling I get when I arrive at the airport.
It seemed like years ago that I did so when the truth is I had spent almost a third of my life jetting in and out of airports.
But now, I hardly do so.
Flashbacks keep occurring and I feel that what was once was, was simply a dream.
Wonder if I had made a right decision to have a career switch?
Anyhow, hoping to post updates while there 🙂
Been a year since I last dived… That’s another memory that seemed like a dream too.