A shot that I took on my second trip to SF. On my third trip, me and my friend walked through this tunnel a few times. It was a somewhat peaceful experience was one aspect of my trip that I truly enjoyed.
I finally returned home around 3pm. I wasn’t hit with crippling sadness like last time. I truly enjoyed myself on the trip, I am proud that I pushed myself past my limits, I experienced a lot of things for the first time, and was truly open to new experiences. I got to meet a former Oakland Raiders player, saw classic American muscle cars in Chinatown, Alcatraz surrounded by fog, and so many other things. I am only now hit with a slight sadness as I sat down to write this. I’m so ready for the next trip, even if I have to go solo. You never know what may happen in life.
I did make a few mistakes but was able to fix them while in SF. I felt like I improved myself a bit. I feel a bit more responsible and independent. As soon as I got home, I started laundry, Marie Kondo’d my bookshelf then put everything that I bought on the trip away. I didn’t just lay down, I forced myself to complete the task before I took a nap. Even now, before falling asleep another time, I made sure that I could still write this post before sleeping. I have to be at work at 5am. After this trip, I realized how lucky I am after seeing all those homeless people in SF. I realized how I can’t be lazy anymore and will focus on developing a good work ethic as I pursue my dreams.
I’ll write more tomorrow, as I need to get some more rest before the start of my work week. Peace and sweet chasing,