So it's one hour to the airport. A few weeks ago the whole idea of leaving was just a random idea, just a really nice thought of being able to escape for abit. I haven't had the time to plan what to do there or what to expect, and I can barely believe I'm actually going.

I'm glad I had a chance to catch up with good friends before leaving. This trip means alot to me because for once I get to relax and enjoy myself.

The last couple of years have been taxing. It's been a mad whirlwind right from the start. But not the next couple of months.

Time to escape for abit. To catch my breath. To leave everything behind. And to find myself in SF. Catch you later.