Month: September 2017

Change is weird. The process of adjusting to massive change is fairly strange in and of itself. The rare individual thrives on change. However, the majority of humanity, we like our routines, our familiar people and places. There is comfort in what is known. At heart, most of us aren't real risk takers so we… Continue reading Settling In

Nine days ago I left home. Five days ago I moved into a new flat, in a new country and met lots of new people (most of whom seem quite nifty but are certainly much younger than me - but that was to be expected). This is my new normal. I think I like it.… Continue reading A New Normal

Words. They fail me. That is a rather hyperbolic statement, particularly for a logophile such as myself. I am NEVER at a loss for words. Perhaps the problem is not that there are no words, but rather there is an utter preponderance of words. I am desperately trying to conceive of a way to condense… Continue reading Standing Under the Waterfall

There is always a moment, right before you do something big, that hangs in the silence. A moment of quiet, of contemplation, perhaps of dread, that comes right before a huge leap. Right now I am in the limbo before the leap. The insanity of the last few months - the packing and sorting and… Continue reading Standing on the Edge, Waiting to Leap