I'm at Kota Bharu airport waiting for the red eye. Got here way too early and now I'm sitting at a coffee shop, uncomfortable in my work clothes, too tired to read, too full to eat again.
I've had a wonderful 2 weeks of being constantly on the move. With back to back interpreting gigs, client meetings (an attempt to break the fear of expanding my business), family driver duty, I must have easily clocked around 1,000 kilometres of driving. Wait, double the number if you count flying. 2,000 kilometers of movement in the span of 10 days, phew!
I needed this, though. I like it even. Part of it is just me wanting to be out to avoid my messy home (cat hair!) but also, meeting new people at work is rejuvenating. I made friends with a (real) matchmaker, a millionaire bitcoin entrepreneur, an international company's Country Manager, same said company's Chairman, 2 petrol pump attendants and a sound engineer. This is a feat because I used to have only 3 friends, so...
On this Saturday night though, all I can think about is sleeping in and Sunday brunch. Let me call my initial 3 friends to set that up :-)
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