On my way to Lima

I am on the plane by myself flying to Peru to experience this yoga retreat journey.

I haven't gotten to Lima yet but I have been crying since I got on this place in Panama (lay over).

The first portion of the trip (toronto-panama city) was ok. I listened to relaxation music. The 2nd part, I cannot stop missing my baby. If I had the option to go back to Toronto tomorrow, trust me that I would.

I cannot wait to get to my hotel and let it out qnd cry for half an hr.

Since pishi dropped me off at the airport this morning, I had to play it strong in front of him. And then I was in public place up until now. My face and eye mask are all wet because I couldn't help but silently cry till I become alone in my room.

I cannot wait for this 21 days to pass. Some days are going to be really really hard but I have to either become strong or play it strong. Either way, it is a matter of survival.