So here I am at the San Francisco International airport at gate A9 Korean Air and waiting for my boarding time.
Boarding time. That now has a deeper meaning for me. I am boarding onto this ride of my lifetime. As with any boarding time anxieties, you can’t help but think if your flight will be a safe and smooth ride, with no turbulence. Or an even worse thought, you hope there will be no terrorist activity.
This journey of mine carries pre-boarding anxieties as well. You can’t help think if this is truly something that I should be doing, the equivalent difficulties of life turbulence and even worse, what if I fail?
I come back to the thought that what do I have to worry about in failing? Who is grading me? I’m only putting this unnecessary worry on myself. But is that a way to live life if I don’t give myself a goal to target? You also can’t live life being wishy washy. That does not serve you anything.
However, here I am and about to embark on this journey. I have to remember my theme for this trip. Finding the True North, my True North. This has started out as a search for my sister. After so many years, what can I really expect from this venture. So many holes and so many uncertain things. You have a semblance of a plan and that will serve as a guide but yet can’t help feeling anxious. There I go again with grading myself.
Again, this is to start as a search for my sister but I suspect that I will find much more than her. The True North will be revealed.