It’s been one of those weeks at work that makes me wonder if I’ll have the same stamina I have now to do what I do when I’m 35, 40, and 45. I have a bad way of shutting out the world for days at a time and finally coming out on the other end forgetting what day it is and where I’m at. I need to fix that, or at least that’s what I’ve been telling myself for the last year. After all, tomorrow isn’t promised.
I went to Chim Sáo for the first time tonight and loved it. The food was great (I am a sticky rice fanatic), the atmosphere was so comfortable and inviting, and it was nice to leave my home for a few hours and spend time with Elliot. I don’t know what I would do if I didn’t have friends who forced me outside in Hanoi. I’m so thankful to have them in my life.