in the span

the phrase “if i could only go back” has been thrown many times.

my question: well, how long? ten years? five years? 

how about a month, just one gregorian month. 

in the span of this month the world i’ve come to know during these past 8 years has been rocked 

and although my faith remains unmoved, alot of silt has been dredged from beneath me;

unproductive topsoil blown away. maybe its a good thing.

if someone took me back to april 1st, 2016 and sat me across a cloaked stranger revealing the things i now know id shout bullshit; BULLSHIT! 

now if that person revealed himself to be my future self then that’d be insane. 

there’d be so many questions but i (future self) really wouldn’t be able to say much;

the only advantage id have would be a month’s worth of insight. 

then things would get awkward, primarily because wow time travel and you know…

but soon afterwards my awe would turn into shock as the life i’d come to love and know would soon be gone.

it was 4am when the first shots rang. the words all sounded hollow as i read the email in the darkness

a few weeks ago alaska airlines bought virgin america; none of us saw this coming but there it was all over the news and social media.

this merger between alaska and virgin wasn’t just business, it was people’s lives. 

as much as our CEO david cush tried to justify it, it was just too good of a deal to pass up and just like that we were sold like a cheap trick.

its been a strange and bizarre past few weeks. so many changes that are coming our way 

and it really hasn’t sunk in yet. the words don’t come out easy but it feels like i’ve been given up, abandoned, orphaned. 

i was really hoping that virgin would be the first and only airline that id work for but it doesn’t seem like that is going to happen. but change, thats life. 

bangalore to los angeles via hong kong

today is tuesday

november 24th, 2015

im currently debriefing inside a starbucks a few blocks from home after a long long day of traveling from bangalore, india back to los angeles, california. 

the day began yesterday but technically yesterday is still today from the point from where i started.

ok,
moving forward...or backwards? 

bangalore time: monday nov 23th

we hopped on a cab at 9pm monday night. 2 hours later, after a bloc of akon and eastern european dance music along with close calls dissecting through the horrific evening bangalore traffic we made it to the airport. it was 11pm and the flight to hong kong was scheduled at 1:15am the next day.  

hong kong time: tuesday nov 24th

our flight landed at around 10am and the connecting leg was scheduled at 1:35pm. we walked around the airport for a bit and grabbed some some iced tea/coffee along with some pastries and waited for the flight. we found a good spot with chairs down at arrivals and relaxed a bit. the exhaustion was beginning to show in brianne's hair and eyes and in me through my speech; i tend to slur and not make cohesive thoughts when i dont get enough sleep.
we got our seats late so we had to move fast. when we reached the gate i noticed that boarding had just begun. we took a breather and i looked at my boarding pass, seat 72E, the middle seat at the last row on a boeing 777-300ER. i dreaded the flight at this point, which was estimated to take a little over 12 hours. before take-off, as i sat on my seat, i said a quick prayer to my Maker and off we were.

los angeles time: tuesday nov 24th

we landed at around 9:35am that same day, 4 hours before our flight took off. i got around 4 hours of sleep on the flight, not nearly enough. my shoulders were soar, i felt a bit groggy but we were back. i got home at 1pm and what was to be an hour nap became five. my shoulders didnt hurt as bad and the warm white chocolate mocha that sits comfortably in my right hand is taking a little of the edge off. the journey back home was long but when youre traveling with good friends while make new ones, there is nothing else id rather be doing. 

now back to the grind. i think