So much magic already. So much learning. 8:18 has been my magical time. I keep finding it at the right moment by chance.
I left home with my mom. We saw a beautiful sunset on the way to the airport. I think I am getting her used to the idea of my disappearance with so many travels ahead. I am happy that my brother and his family are so supportive. It was the sunset that would bless my travels. The sunset of my homeland.
I found my gate at 8:18pm. The first wave of understanding washed over me when the plane took off. Once it was off the ground, I knew something different was happening. It didn't hit me much until that moment. I held my necklace close as the plane was taking off, thinking of all I was leaving behind and everything I would gain. The flight was uneventful - I am used to turbulence and I am thankful I am a good sleeper. On the plane I ate, watched movies, and slept... 3 times. It was a strange cycle. I am definitely traveling through space and time - a time traveler!
Our flight arrived an hour early to Doha. Once again, I was greeted by the sunset - this time in a different country. Tommorow it will happen again in another country, in Bali. I am so thankful and I feel so blessed.
I have wandered and explored Doha International Airport. I know that I really want to buy Kinder Eggs for my nieces and nephews to celebrate Easter. I sat down and uploaded pictures to my art lesson collection (www.infinityreflected.tumblr.com). I reflected in my sketchbook. I ate junk food - a veggie burger combo with fries and a soda. Fries are universal it seems. The soda definitely got into my system and I am thankful. I plan on sleeping on the long flight. I had the cutest curly, long-haired baby boy join me during my dinner. The banana, brownie, and my stash of granola bars wouldn't have held me over until the flight.
During dinner - I received the message "No More Maybe" courtesy of Marlboro advertising. I think it was something I needed. It was 8:18 pm. For so long, I have always left things up to chance. No door was ever locked or sealed. I had no control of the future and didn't want to lose possible opportunities. I figure that I need to realize that I can be in control and I can decide what I want and what I need. If it is a maybe... then... maybe I don't need it. I don't want to be a bag lady. I do not want to be weighed down by too many possibilities. I want to be free. I am free.
There are so many things I want to do. So much I want to learn. Languages... I have been disconnected here. At home I can listen and pick up on the conversations around me. So far the closest I have been able to understand in this airport was a group of travelers speaking in French. I understood but I am so afraid to speak because I don't remember how to. I don't understand anything around me. Everyone is so beautiful. I am thankful I am American and that there is English everywhere. I am also thankful I have a Visa. I feel so unprepared. I hardly did any research before this trip. I have no way of communicating except for the universality of the English language. I remain silent because I do not know how to communicate. I smile. I look away. I keep to myself. I will learn. I will welcome and reach out. The lights of the city surrounding the airport twinkle. Lights on the shuttles flicker. Everything is moving but I am still.
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