Waiting

Some days I want to  run away completely from everything and everyone. Move to a different country, cut my hair and change my name. Other times I want to scream at the top of my voice and tell everyone I run into everything that happened. From the clerk at the supermarket who asks me ‘how’s it going’ not really expecting a reply, to the stranger keeping a 6 foot distance from me on the sidewalk.  I want them to know what really took place and the hell that life has become.

I want to remember every single detail and I also wish I could wipe it all away.

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Overcoming sentimentality

You never realize how much nonsense you own until it’s time to move. And when that move is one across the high seas where you can only take what you can carry there is no option to shove entire drawers of odds and ends into a box and tape it up to open and discover its true contents later on. There is no later on, there is no one of these days. What you can carry you take. What doesn’t fit you must let go.

In this day and age where not even overhead space on a flight is complimentary, you must be shrewd in deciding what goes, and what stays.

This is my current dilemma.

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