This is my first blog post since turning 27 just three months ago.
Wow. Has it only been just 3 months?
I do feel like I’ve changed quite a lot in just the past three months. I am certainly not living the life of what that control-freaking 15 year old was mapping out in sheets of yellow-hued paper, marked with red and blue ink.
For one thing, I am presently living in Thailand.
Never in my wildest dreams/nightmares did I see myself trodding down streets with names I can’t even read and count currency of a nation I have never read about in my history classes.
I should say part of me took this job for the opportunity to be on my own, to start anew, and to soak in a new culture. The money was just a secondary reason (but a very close secondary one, mind you).
And yes, to the Filipinos reading this, everything is much cheaper here. If Divisoria was to become a kingdom/country/state and expand to almost 200,000 square miles, it should be called Thailand. You can buy everything here for a bargain.
Maybe even your soul.
I have to admit that the future is still a bit hazy for me. But within these past three months, what I want has become nothing but clearer. I know the future I aim for is right there, within that fog.
Though saying I’m 27 makes me feel terribly old, the truth is I am only just beginning to live.
And I fully intend to go on more adventures with the ageing me.