First flight in 12 hours...

This post is not really about my first flight but rather of a particular mental condition called sitting home doing nothing (well listening to music and reading your safety and emergency manual a gazillion times) and over thinking the things that are happening at that precise momment in your life (I should say my life). I hate feeling like that, a good waste of my valuable time, I think I'm just home sick and questioning once again the pro's and con's of me coming half way around the world for a job labelled as the DREAM JOB. I still think it is, but it comes with a price, leaving home and everything, and starting new friendships etc. Tomorrow I start flying so I should be back to my oldself, I must also add that I have been off for 5 days , so that is kind of long, I already feel good thinking of others who work 9 to 5 monday to friday and on a desk (I'm bad lol)

Stay tuned, will post my return to the sky experience...