Old times, good times.

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“Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box

…They tumble blindly as they make their way across the universe.”

Of late, the days are seemingly longer, and the mind more restless, than I’ll like. I’m ready to go home, and empty out my mind of thoughts. Because my heart feels fulller, yet lesser now. Does that even make sense?

Today’s earworm: Fiona Apple’s cover of Across the Universe.

Sitting in a cafe in Bangkok, typing away on my phone. I have 15 minutes more to spend before I meet an acquaintance. It’s been a while since I blogged properly, so I thought I could use this pocket of time to do that.

Hello, if you still visit this space from time to time. I have so many photos to share here, and so many thoughts to string into words, but mostly they are just sitting in a folder on my desktop at home, or inside me.

November is way settled into the year, more so than I am. I look back at the year and in my head, it seems like summer just started, but my heart feels like it’s been dragged though winter already.

I’ve done so many things but it feels like I haven’t really done anything much at all.

I think I need some quiet to get my life back. To enjoy being in the home more, to enjoy just being. To do something about that list of to-dos, that list that does nothing for my career. Like reading. To stop putting off things and to stop finding excuses. To treasure. To reprioritize life goals, to listen hard to what the heart wants.

I think I just wrote my 2019 goals. Gosh.