In 2017 I spent more than 50 days in Thailand, four weeks in Viet Nam and over a month in Japan. If that’s not all, I had a few long weekend trips sleeping in the wilderness and visiting nearby folks. During my times away from my house I frequently asked myself “where is home”? I really don’t have the answer for it. A luxurious Le Meriden hotel where I get up in the morning and roll down to the lobby for a buffet breakfast? Or a wimpy tent that gives me a false sense of shelter in the middle of the Sierra? In November I managed to travel in Japan for work and visiting Viet Nam with a carry on duffel bag.
And within that trip, I realized I do not need a whole lot to live on. A few set of clothes were all I needed. Going into 2018, I started going through my [stuff] and to my surprise, I’ve collected way more than I need.
My crutches reminded me to be thankful for still having all my limbs intact.
I was once an athlete or at least I tried. I missed those long days on the bike saddle. I tried so hard to prove to myself I can do something outside of my comfort zone.
I thought I would dive in every part of the planet earth so I geared up but that ONE DAY never came. I used these fins once over 5 years ago.
I thought I would be someone else by wearing brand names but I was wrong. These days a $20 pair of jeans are good enough.
I turned an empty room into a guest room and filled it with [things]. The room hosted 3 over night guests, none of them were my guests.
I love the sound of the piano but it is not the same of playing it.
Going through everything I own gave me a new perspective in life, gave me a chance to purge what is not important and distraction so that I can focus more on the important things around me.