That nostalgic feeling

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.


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