What do you do for an encore? Part 3
Aka: a new and exciting path! Plans were made. I booked the workshop and the flight. It occured to me I would need to take a cab from the airport to the hosts’ home. That scared me. It ALL scared me. But I was going.
Everyone suggested this was a bad idea. I hadn’t flown in 15+ years and had a panic attack when I did. I am an extremely picky eater and naturally shy. I ignored it all. This would be the last fear I needed to conquer. Except roaches which I had no desire to fight that fear!
The night before the flight i didn’t sleep at all. My body shook as if I were wearing a swimsuit in the snow. I arrived at the airport a nervous wreck only to be told my flight was delayed 3 hours! I curled up in a ball and cried. 5 panicky hours (3 hour delay + 2 hour early arrival) in an airport! I wanted to go home! I thought about going home as an option. I only live 10-15 minutes from John Wayne Airport. I knew someone would pick me up. But if I went home would I come back? No. I knew i wouldn’t. So I stayed.
After an hour or so of terror my body began to wear out and I started dozing. Before I knew it I was boarding the plane! I was actually sitting on a plane! And I was calm. And happy.
I arrived in Monterey 3 hours later than I had planned. I hailed a cab and showed up on the doorstep of a complete stranger sometime after 9pm. What was I doing? Had I lost my mind?
next: what had I done?