Coming to second home

While there is a sense of returning, 48 Atkinson is my only owned property and so it will always be my home.   Coming into the city today is a returning to my sanctuary.  How one can say this bustling city is a sanctuary leave much to even my imagination.  As I came from the airport, I can say...that is when we had the dinner with Beth ..first trip.. that is where I had lunch with Jeannine..that is the road to the movies... there is the Jok place... here is the one way street ....the mugkala clinic... dada health food... Soi 6... my street.  New construction replacing some of the small funny little shops.  Tin served me dinner... Sopha is cutting the bushes in the front....There is more of a presence of military and police but it doesn't slow down the traffic and the scooters weaving in and out.  
I jumped on the scooter as if I had never left...tooled for gas,,, dinner... a beer and massage.
H&H were here to meet me.. but I was not to be met having taken a cab from the airport...   I am packing better.. forgot little..and all is good except my body has not see water in 35 hrs and the thought of hot water and soap is drawing me to the lower level.
As I become clearer, I will write more about the purpose and goal(s) for the trip.  To make it simple it is to value my time and effort and be happy.  As I cruised the movie list and watch some movies... I also noted that they had audio books.  Only three.  what are the chances that the third book would be one I had thought of buying... Zen of Done.  While it is a time management process...this is based upon finding your passion ... doing three Most important Tasks a day....and setting person priorities.   Now how was that for a beginning.....   and I took notes and paused.