It ain’t easy saying goodbye. Us humans are hard wired to connect, and more so for somebody like me who tries to find reason as to why abso-fucking-lutely everything happens in life. True, I’ve never lived elsewhere and traveled far less than other folks, but even so I have a gnarly ball of emotional ties with places and faces I’ve come across with, strings that are stronger than I wished for them to be. So yeah, I am having ehhhrm a difficult time trying to figure out how to prepare myself to saying a proper goodbye.
But being the perfect melancholic that I am, I need to a plan for my exit. How does one begin though?
I thought I’d start with my belongings, reducing still the mess which is my life, and try to figure out where my treasures oughta go. I’ve too much of a mess and too little of treasures anyway so it should be easy-peasy. Or not. Just figuring out how to throw away my non-essentials from my living room bureau, for example, had been a painful exercise; I’d sort through my shit and only end up with just maybe four items I can throw out. No sir, it won’t be easy, I s’pose.
Then maybe I’d cleanse some more health-wise: food, exercise, maybe more sleep. I purchased a blender a few weeks ago and making smoothies has become a satisfying preoccupation. My yoga mat is always within reach and, during our HK trip, I’ve realized I don’t really need a mat to do power yoga. I should also pick up on meditating again, although with the Osho techniques I learned from the island, I may have my neighbors signing a petition to kick me out.
Spending more time with friends and fam, would probably also be on top of the list. I’m an INFJ, and it’s true, I’ve always felt deep affection for my tribe, these people who’ve accepted my quirks and haven’t judged me even through days when I’m not uppity. They definitely deserve this shade tree of love that I have, more than those with whom I’ve wasted some of its fruits. I’d like to celebrate life with them, because really there’s just so little time to do so.
This is rather difficult. I would have wanted a more extensive list but this is all I could muster right now. So perhaps I’ll leave this on here as a sortov draft, and come back to it when I’ve a firmed up implementation strat, haha. The new year should pave the way for a lovely kick off to seeing these things in action, and I look forward to making sure that I will see it through. Sailing away shouldn’t be painful at all, and darling, before I go, that’s what I fucking intend to do.
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Pictured: Paddlers out at Boracay Island
Finally Dee 