Today is Tuesday the 29th of December 2009.
One month has passed since I waved goodbye to the cousin, got on a plane and landed back in Cape Town 22 hours later where ye old dad was waiting for me.
So much has happened, so little.
This morning I finally managed to track down my favorite cushion from the mountain of my posessions gathering dust in the garage. I also finally managed to find my cd's which has made my day a smiley one.
Last night I had a 20 minute conversation with the X concerning posessions and cats - it's the longest we've spoken in 2 months - and this evening my trusted friend Poxy will swing by his house to get my stuff and bring them back to me.
One month exactly, to the day. A month spent praying, negotiating, fighting. Perhaps today I feel released of all things gone and past. And since I don't have to think about what was anymore I can finally really start thinking about the future.
I hope month 2 delivers a home and a job.
Or perhaps the opposite.
May it deliver the opportunity for more travel. (The lottery would be nice.) A new job abroad?
More than anything, I want new adventure, a challenge for yours truly.
Don't hold back Universe,
I'm ready when you are.
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