A Fool Man's Plan It was late January, I couldn't remember why I made plans to travel to the beach, other than the 88 base fare sale. I was yearning for the sun. The gloomy days don't seem to end. It's not ideal to travel to the beach when the weather is expected to be as gray as what I have in my room. The night before, I read “Who Moved My Cheese”, and I took a note on "What would you do if you are not scared?" I was anxious and I realized I was over-preparing for my trip. I even created a "travel wardrobe itinerary" where I assigned the clothes I'm going to wear for just 3 days. The Pipe Dream I'm no stranger to traveling alone. After all, I am already always alone. It's been years since I lived alone. As I sat in the front seat of the jeep, my stomach felt weird. All I could think of was to cancel my trip and as I looked at random store's façade my mind lurked to wonder, “Was there always a convenience store and a Thai massage par...