Hello. It’s been a while, I know. More than a year, it was. It took me a long while to finally decide to start writing again here. Not that I’ve ever stopped, writing elsewhere. See, I’ve picked up journaling my day-to-day since the year started, and I’m happy to report that, this year, I still am writing on there every day. It’s good to read through my thoughts, look back at what had kept me busy the last 20 weeks or so.
And what a busy 20 weeks it has been. I really can’t believe we’re cruising through this steady speed, entering into June. What’s the biggest news so far? Well, it sortov became a whirlwind last month. May was a surprisingly speedy month, like a teenager on skates. It opened with the prospect of me moving out of my old place, fondly referred to as Isabel, to a bigger one. Out of nowhere, A&E offered me a realisation to this little daydream of mine: white walls and spotless floors for that minimal interior look, a place for me and G&K, with VW and Snuttig by our sides. And despite my absolute fear of living in a high rise, I took a leap of faith and told myself, ‘hey you wanted something to look forward to this year; this is it.’
So in two short weeks, I’ve managed to purchase all the necessities to an apartment move, make just two trips to check the new place, discard stuff I didn’t want to bring with me, pack my assortment of things, book a trucking service and whatnot, and yes, say a very nostalgic goodbye to Isabel. (I literally hugged and kissed the walls, lol).
The weekend I’ve moved was probably one of the most tiring I’ve ever been this year. I chose a Saturday to move, but had taken two work days off prior to do my last-minute packing. I’ve hired two cleaners to help me unpack and couldn’t believe that the following day, I’ve already set everything into place. When Sunday evening rolled by however, my body, most especially my poor feet, had been screaming in pain.
But it has been one of the most fulfilling things I’ve done. I mean, I often press release that I’m always feeling quite rundown, but with this challenging move, even I was impressed with the energy that I possessed. It’s good to be surprised by what I can accomplish. I guess I was thinking about all of these last night and, inspired by this brainchild while I was having my weekly massage, I decided to sift through my previous posts. Isabel had been a time of trying to decide what I am, refine who I am. And my oh my it had been a crazy three years trying to figure that out, I think. Isabel made me realise a lot of things, and damn, yes, I miss the place, but I certainly don’t miss the dark thoughts that ate me half the time I was there.
So here I am, yes, writing another chapter in this story. Let me start it with: perhaps I can finally say I’m in a really good place now. I write this as I look out through my windows, seeing so far out from this side of the Metro, momentarily on top of the world.
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Pictured: A nice little view from where I am
Finally Dee 