Daytripper

Writing this from San Francisco Airport - ducked up here for a one day getaway. Partly for fun, but mostly because I absolutely had to get on a plane.

See, a few months back, I had a claustrophobic anxiety attack while trying to get on a plane. And without being too wishy washy in describing it-

It sucked.

So since then, I did the recommended treatment - coping mechanisms, controlled breathing, and a small sedative. I felt more confident, but I wouldn't know for certain until I got onboard a plane.

Which brings us to today. After a lot of trepidation, I got on board a plane this morning. After determining that there was adequate aisle space in case I had to curl up in the fetal position, the flight went swimmingly.

Which is weird, because I've NEVER had any problem flying before. But for some reason, now I've got claustrophobic anxiety attacks to worry about. Thankfully, I made it - even though it was pretty touch-and-go there for a bit.

So that's why I'm here for a one day San Francisco daytrip. Walked around south beach, had sushi lunch with my buddy Eric, and took a few pictures of AT&T ballpark.

Anyways, the sedative's kicking in. Better get to my gate - hope these security guys give me back my shoes...