12/8 - missing SF

My flight was delayed by 2 hours. We had issues with the plane, so we had to deboard and board another plane.

Today, I was super excited to go back to SF. It’ll always be a part of me, that’s the place I grew up and found the confidence to be on my own. It means a lot to me. The plane ride, feeling the air after getting off, almost felt like I was coming back home or to a place that was super familiar.

It felt super peaceful and just so vast with the fresh air.

I don’t know if I’m feeling this way because my destiny is supposed to bring me back to SF, like is SF calling me? And just the thought of all this filled me with guilt because I have responsibilities in Chicago. I can’t come back no matter what. I need to accept my life is in Chicago now, and SF will simply be a place I come to occasionally to visit.

I’m staying with my friend in SF, so her, her sister, and my old roommate decided planned on going on a food crawl to hit all the places we were all craving. We got garlic bread from tony’s, then went to dumpling story and got a bunch of dumplings, and ended the night we butter cake from Original Joes. All so good. We came home pretty quick and ended up falling asleep by 8:30pm.

The day just felt so good that I was just feeling super guilty for even liking my life in SF, and this time it felt even more freeing not being with a guy and just my friends.

8/10 - Had a great day but the guilt was there.

Intuition - I need to enjoy the day and let time tell. I can’t overthink me just having a great day.