Monday, October 26, 2015

Lessons Stewing, Brewing

Dear Dan,

We're back in Kathmandu (whose airport - in photos below too - never ceases to amaze me!) after changing many time zones and an entertaining night in Singapore airport (not recognizing and calling LMFAO rude ;). Indonesia was beautiful and lovely and I can't wait to go back and explore more with you!

Today, on the flight back, I made a list of things I've been noticing about myself on this trip and I wanted to share with you. Some, you probably know better than I, but some, may be new to you.

Here's to more learning and I can't wait to hear what you learn over the next two days as you travel!

I love the smell of airplane croissants. It makes me thirsty for orange juice.

All I need to physically live is in one suitcase/backpack.

My biological clock stupefies me.

I can sit for hours alone to fill myself up.

I love becoming lost in day dreams.

Funny how rivers are born from oceans,  and land just sits there patiently waiting to be swallowed.

I love listening to the harmony in songs.

You taught me how to sing without giving a shit about what others would think of me.

I love reading Reader's Digests. I think because they're small and the pieces in them are short, so I don't get bored quickly.

I listened to two songs continuously for 5 hours and I'm still not bored of them.

I know how to keep a straight face when someone farts in front of me.

I'm learning to let go.

I'm learning that everything doesn't have to be perfect.

I'm learning that everything can't be perfect.

I'm learning that it's okay if everything is not perfect.

I love the feel of beads of sweat falling from the edges of my very short hair on the back of my neck when I'm running. It feels like my own personal sprinkler system has been activated.

Few things are worth sweating about.

I love it when someone is able to and tries to pronounce my name right.

When babies scream on flights, it makes me extremely anxious.

I love looking at earth from a height.

I prefer taking off to landing.

I hate airplane toilets.

I'm learning to be more patient with myself and those around me.

I have no patience for rudeness and will call out pop stars even if I think they're being rude.

I love food.

I sometimes overcook things.

I don't like it when people call me,  "Ma'am".

I think it's so incredible that I came from my mom and you from yours.  Like, from inside them. We are funny seeds of funny fruits, huh?

I get so excited when an idea for a poem comes to me.

I get so so excited when in able to write poetry I'm proud of.

Everyday. Every moment of learning and not...I love you.


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