How do I carry my strategies with me? I can’t believe I’m still quoting E.E Cummings but [i carry your heart with me(i carry it in](a true oldie but goldie) rings very very true.
I miss weeding. I miss the healthy and lush greenery. My allergies have somewhat calmed down a little but I miss being creeped out by worms. You don’t really think about how yard work is woven into the fabric of the American weekend until you start visiting the same malls every weekend. I miss walking everywhere. You only start to appreciate the walkability of a city when you leave it.
I can talk about all the things that I miss but that’s not really why I’m putting my thoughts up for display. Lists don’t really work well when you put a number to the things that you miss about life on the other side of the world. The list will never end. Being stuck in limbo is not how one goes about being productive.
So let’s talk about mindfulness (again). Let’s revisit the(my) need to be efficient and productive. I’m probably not going to get on a plane any time soon. This is probably the first time in a while that I’ve been this grounded, this committed physically to who am I and what I do with myself given my permanent(we’ll see) geographical address.
You realize things have changed. The old haunts you used to frequent aren’t as popular anymore. You realize that as cliche as it might be that you are the stranger in your own city. There’s nothing wanderlust about it. There’s just no reason to glamorize this transitional phase of my life.
I’ve had some time to reflect, to unpack my baggage. The one thing that sticks out? You’re probably not the same person that left and that the people around you – they’ve changed too. You’ve got different beliefs. You’ve got different perspectives on how you think your life should be like. There’s nothing wrong with that. It’s just what it is.
My strategies need some tweaking. My yoga practice needs to be more consistent. Right now though, I’m feeling pretty secure with my new squishy body pillow, weekly fix of durian and spoiling GG.
I’ll check in again in a bit. Say hello to fall for me. There’s a lot that I would give for some Spotted Cow and cheese curds.