Well here it is… That time of year again. No, not “the time of year when you actually post something?”, smartasses… But the time to reflect on my life as I become a year closer to becoming an old man.
And 34? Geez… 33 was ok, but to say “Thirty Four” out loud, really does sound old.
Anyway… I was sitting on the sand today, and thought about what has happened in the last year. Last year at this time I was preparing to live alone for the first time in my life. And it turns out I’m not as much of a slob as I figured I was. Women really do have SO MUCH CRAP that finds it’s way onto every flat surface of one’s living space.
I rediscovered my love of falling asleep to music – something I haven’t done since I was 18. (And blasting music on my iPod to drown out the sound of a snoring cabin mate certainly doesn’t count!)
The last twelve months have also allowed me to make decisions about my life without needing to incorporate someone else into the equation. For the first time, I decided to do things 100% for me.
As I stare at the ever more defined crow’s feet tucked into the corners of my eyes, I think about what my biggest fear in life is – and it’s not spiders – that’s number 2.
Well the Lunar New Year is upon us, and as expected, fireworks have been exploding since the wee hours and will continue for the next two weeks.
Dave and I picked up a ton of fireworks in preparation for the celebrations (15 bucks for what would cost a couple hundred back home), and David, Anny and Bella joined us in the courtyard of my apartment to set them all off.
What did I learn last night? Dave’s jacket is fire retardant. Those 12 big ones set off car alarms. And it sucks when they don’t go up high enough and come back down to head height and then explode. Accidentally placing a multiball shooter upside down is a great way to start fires. Screaming and frantically jumping up and down on said fires is a great way to put them out.
That said, it was a really fun time. Even with the bitter cold, smiles and laughter were constant throughout. And we’ll do it all again next week!
And yes, I’ve noticed it’s been a year since I wrote anything. I’ve led an extraordinarily boring 12 months. Things’ll change shortly, I promise. 35 more days!
When you’re not busy eating exotic treats, exploring or mixing it up with the locals, it’s always a good idea to keep in touch with your friends and family back home. And if you’re on a shoestring budget, you’ve got to pinch those pennies harder than you pinched those nipples on that ladyboy in Thailand. (Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me.)