(Note: I wrote this post in five minutes to get it off my chest and now I need to go to work. No pictures and probably a lot of spelling/grammar mistakes. Sorry.) I can´t be the only one feeling extremely selfish sometimes for chasing my dreams, and thereby, leaving people who are very dear to me behind. Right? Nina Yau wrote about this too. So did Niall Doherty. But here I am. At 6.45 in…
Have you ever been accused of ‘running away’ when you tell people that you’re going to move out of the country or leave on a round the world trip? I have, by a friend, and he sent me an ancient text by Roman philosopher & statesman Seneca (4 BC – 65 AD) to prove his point that my running away was not going to solve anything. While I disagree with his assumption that I, in…
It is a beautiful world we live in. God this is such a cliché. But really, the beauty of it all knocks me off my feet. It is one of the reasons I scuba dive and go to faraway places, to suck it all up, to marvel, but I often forget that beauty can be found close to home too. So, the bigger the surprise when I’m stunned by beauty in my own back yard,…
You know that feeling when you finally make up your mind? Finally put words into practice? Take concrete steps to actually make your plan work? You know, that feeling like there’s a weight lifted off you shoulders and you just want to bounce and jump around and hug random people? It is AWESOME. And all, ladies and gentlemen, because…. …..insert drum roll here… I finally booked my plane ticket. (This would be the appropriate time…
People ask me a lot about my mother recently. How she’s doing. Although asked with the best intentions, I hate that question and don’t know how to answer it. You see, she has cancer. Of the colon. Diagnosed last August, she went straight to surgery where they removed forty centimeters of her colon and fifteen lymph nodes, one of which didn’t look so good so they prescribed her eight rounds of chemo. She’s now going…
I took a high dose of painkillers. No worries. I am not trying to kill myself. Doctor’s prescription. But they make the mind a little fuzzy. Apologies. The past few days have been infused with memories, triggered by walking around the town that I call my home even though I wasn’t born there and don’t live there anymore. A walk around town leads past the building where my first student dorm was, the library where…