I’m sitting here with a smile thinking of what might just transpire in the next few days. I just booked a one way flight to Singapore that leaves Sunday evening aka in about 50 hours. I was supposed to be here a few more weeks as I’ve been waiting around like a a bit of a fool for something I don’t even really need. Every time I come back to Canada I pick up my old hat and try it on again only to realize it doesn’t match with anything anymore. My top hat has become a trendy fedora and it’s faded from a stark black…
To say that North America is “behind the times” compared to SE Asia would be an understatement and I’m not just talking about the actual time you read on a clock, I’m talking bout “the times”. It’s an odd feeling as you grow older after leaving your hometown and it starts to feel like a ghost-town. Everyone is still there and everything is continuing as it was before you left.
It’s just as you pass those highway exits where you used to have friends or willing crew members, they just aren’t there. They’ve traded in their technicolor dream coats with space goggles for baby strollers and salaries which are cool but as Austin Powers would say, “it’s not my bag baby”. Coming home is like seeing an old friend where nothing but everything is new.
This trip is spontaneous and up in the air which ironically is where I feel most comfortable. It seems like whenever you make concrete plans other cooler plans come up. When you just show up, anything can happen; you leave your future in the hands of fate and she is a marvelous mistress. It’s odd but whenever you need to leave and soon it’s like when you have an exam the next day; you go into a zone of sorts and everything just gets done, yes?
Although I haven’t left yet, I can feel parts of my body becoming filled with life again which for that last 11 weeks have been slowly dying off like dead skin. This isn’t a knock on Ottawa though, it’s a great place for some, I’m just not that somebody. Let’s be real though, this is how it feels for 98% of us who leave with the intention of starting a life abroad; we all left for our own reasons right?!