1. I went to Guam.
2. I met a pirate.
3. I went to Tokyo.
4. I met a team of anti-terrorist intelligence dudes from Azerbaijan.
5. I was invited to go goat hunting with the head of the anti-terrorist intelligence dudes from Azerbaijan.
6. I damn near tried to climb out of the airplane on the way home (not really, but OMG IRRATIONAL ANXIETY! That I only just bareeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeely managed to keep under control).
But for now, because I am busy doing worky things, I'll just share this picture, which makes me laugh and hope that this isn't the last set of directions I am given that advise me to turn right at the Heineken cans.

The destination, btw, was the most beautiful beach I've ever seen. That A.R. Lemon-bar doesn't lie. (Though technically, she said it was the most beautiful place on GUAM, but I'd expand that to THE WHOLE WORLD. I mean, seriously you guys, the butterflies flew out of the jungle and over the ocean and then fluttered around my head like I was SNOW WHITE or something.)
Use the hypnotherapy for the anxiety. That's what my love did, VERY similar anxiety, and POOF gone. Forever. Seriously. His change is WAY more impressive than mine.
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