All In A Noodle

Back to life. Back to reality.

It's been 4 months-if you can believe it-since returning from my travels. One could say I've lived a strange existence since coming back. I've been stuck in some kind of vortex. Like Narnia, depending on which side of the wardrobe I've been on.

Since coming home, I've haven't been able to procure a steady,regular run of the mill life that I thought was mine to take up again. Jobs seem to be thin on the ground and I think up until now I've been living in some kind of denial. I'm barely keeping my nose above water and I'm getting rather exhausted from treading in the deep of the proverbial sea.

After being in somewhat of a deep,black funk for the better part of this month, I woke up this morning feeling strangely optimistic. I realise now that I've been doing this wrong both job-wise and personally.
So, it's time to pick a side of the wardrobe. Time to leave Narnia for good. It's in the past and I can't be there for the moment. Time to wake up and say the words out aloud; "My trip overseas is over. I am here now. You are the most important person in your present. Stop living in the past and live NOW."

Phew... there. I've said it. Breathe in. Breathe out. Contemplate your navel. No fluff-you're doing okay.

It's time. It's time to move forward. I have an armful of beautiful memories that aren't going anywhere. I'm allowed to keep them. They're mine and no-one can take them away. A piece of my heart might still be in San Francisco but that's okay. I have a big heart and I can spare that piece. There's a lot to share around. I know he'll take care of that piece and I hope he is comforted by it despite life's little annoyances that occur. Dear holder of that piece of my heart in SF, you are loved and I'll always be thinking of you.

So it's time. Time to re-think,re-group and rearrange. Time for innovation,hard work, networking and moving forward. I don't have time for the black dog. That old mutt nipping at my heels is holding me back with five ton thoughts and a churning stomach. With crushing anxiety and exhaustion. I can't do this anymore.

I need to write and I need to create. I don't know what this blog is going to be. I do know that it just needs to be.

So be here with me. I'm on a new journey . It may not be the milongas of Buenos Aires or the ancient ruins of Peru and Mexico, but I'm sure we can find some excitement with just the human spirit.

I'll give it a try and see where it leads me. I think I might be a little excited.