Last day of freedom
Mood:
not sure
Topic: Post travels
Here I am, one day before new job starts - 9 1/2 months past my previous position. After a 2-day effort of spring-cleaning, I feel like so much is being cleared away. First, there are a lot of remnants of my life pre-London, which felt like a completely different era. Then there are bits and bots of communication materials between London and Singapore, and fragments of my home there that now has ceased to exist. Finally, there are the travelling materials, from background reading to souvenirs and diaries. Above everything, there are the memories...
Ben warned me that life after travels may get considerably boring. I was busy with my unpacking and tidying that I didn't really have the chance to prepare myself for the anti-climax of the end of travels. There are occasions when I am quite glad to have a stable life again - the regular visits to the pool, signing up for wushu courses, that gorgeous digital piano that I am eyeing at the Yamaha music shop, along with Jazz lessons. But sometimes I feel spasms of depression when I realised that I am no longer part of that exclusive and really cool group of people in this world who lives life by the day and experience great new things every moment. I miss the most the time I spent in South America, which I regarded as the best part of my year.
Well, not much point being nostalgic, is there? The progression of one step to the next is natural at turbulent points of one's life, and changes inevitably brings about mixed feelings. I should be thankful that there are changes - surely that is better than stale and stagnant waters. Anyhow, I shall start dreaming and saving for my next big trip.
Exasperation is swelling up like a big fat balloon in my chest that is about to erupt into a massive bout of verbal release taking the form of a mother-of-all scream.
Posted by Ching Yin
at 9:13 AM WST
Updated: Tuesday, 30 November 2004 9:19 AM WST