Lost
I've done so much, and become so much, since I last took this journal seriously.
But now, I'm sitting here at a million crossroads, with a life full of potential I don't know if I want anymore, and the only thing that comes to mind anymore is to find someplace I can say those words. Here, I guess, is it.
My house is a mess, I'm trying to clean it. I'm looking at a vacation to Korea this year. I'm buying plane tickets to Hong Kong, with no plan and two days to kill.
Mom is sick, dad is...I don't like the word, but I feel him fading. I'm in love with a wonderful woman, and I love her more every day. I have a job that finally pays the bills, where I get respected for what I'm good at, in an industry that's exploding this year. It's been the biggest year yet for subtitles, and dubbing is just taking off.
I feel displaced, like I want to set fire to everything and start over somewhere else. The last time I felt like this was 10 years ago, when I did just that, and set up a life here. I'd like to go live somewhere warm, where I can wear shorts for most of the year. Winter was hard throughout most of the northern hemisphere this year, and I don't like the idea of enduring that kind of cold for the rest of my life.
Today, I'm beginning the process of starting over. I'm picking up the half-unpacked possessions in my house, coming to terms with having a full-time job for the first time in years, and making the most important purchases online. New habits, new friends, new job, new music, new clothes, new style, even. So much is getting wiped clean and rebooted this month.
There. That's said. I'll be back with more.
But now, I'm sitting here at a million crossroads, with a life full of potential I don't know if I want anymore, and the only thing that comes to mind anymore is to find someplace I can say those words. Here, I guess, is it.
My house is a mess, I'm trying to clean it. I'm looking at a vacation to Korea this year. I'm buying plane tickets to Hong Kong, with no plan and two days to kill.
Mom is sick, dad is...I don't like the word, but I feel him fading. I'm in love with a wonderful woman, and I love her more every day. I have a job that finally pays the bills, where I get respected for what I'm good at, in an industry that's exploding this year. It's been the biggest year yet for subtitles, and dubbing is just taking off.
I feel displaced, like I want to set fire to everything and start over somewhere else. The last time I felt like this was 10 years ago, when I did just that, and set up a life here. I'd like to go live somewhere warm, where I can wear shorts for most of the year. Winter was hard throughout most of the northern hemisphere this year, and I don't like the idea of enduring that kind of cold for the rest of my life.
Today, I'm beginning the process of starting over. I'm picking up the half-unpacked possessions in my house, coming to terms with having a full-time job for the first time in years, and making the most important purchases online. New habits, new friends, new job, new music, new clothes, new style, even. So much is getting wiped clean and rebooted this month.
There. That's said. I'll be back with more.