I feel like poop today. My throat is scratchy, my eyes are dry, and I generally feel like crawling back into bed and pulling the covers over my head. It's hot again today which maks me feel even worse than I do already. At least I didn't wheeze through my run. Not much I can do except try to take it easy and drink lots of water. Good thing we have plenty of Tylenol and Advil in the house.
In other news, BF#2 keeps alluding to a trip to London in the future. He keeps mentioning that I should renew my passport. As exciting as it sounds, I don't want to get too eager and start making plans in case it doesn't happen. He would pay for the ticket and I'd probably end up staying with him at his sister's place in Manchester. I love the opportunity to spend time in his world, to see what he's like around family and friends and I like the idea of visiting places I've never been to. Yet, I feel the need to proceed with caution. A lot of things can happen between now and then. However, It maybe a good idea to, at least, check out the application online. It's years since I had a passport And I don't even know if I qualify for a renewal or need to apply for a fresh one. I actually used to love air travel, the glamour and excitement of it. However, in the post-9/11 era, air travel has become such a burden. There's whole de-facto strip search at security, being nickeled and dimes for every little thing all make make the idea of getting on an airplane, even a commuter plane such chore. It's like why bother. Still I always hold out a wisp of hope that maybe it won't be so bad. Maybe I won't have to fly in steerage, packed so tightly that I can't even get up and stretch my legs. Naw. The only thing that intrigues me so far is the opportunity to spend some real time with BF#2. If the trip to London doesn't work out then we can always meet in the middle, New York City. Either way, as interesting as this all sounds, I'm not holding my breath.
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