Japan, Tokyo

First trip without anyone sending off to airport.

First trip my phone is so quiet. I don’t know who to share when I see something exciting.

I’m angry at myself, for not being able to let go. It still bothers me about him, his reactions, or no actions.

Problem is, I’m expecting something. A sorry or guilt, maybe? When I have truly let go, i don’t give a shit and could still happily gallivanting.

Grrrr...

I’m supposed to be happy. I spent money and time for this trip to make myself happy. Make this work!