Dangling my feet

I pictured myself sitting on the bed in my reserved accommodation in Bogota, Colombia to write this, when I decided to. My feet stretched out in front of me under the duvet, laptop where it belongs, with the encompassing peace and quiet massaging my cerebrum.

But, waiting for my flight at the airport here in Amsterdam, I’m thinking, “Now’s as good a time as any.” So, I start to type.

This seemingly simple resolution is in fact another cornerstone deliberately wedged in the edge of life as I currently find myself standing on, carefully dangling my feet. I resisted an urge to hashtag Just Do It just then.

I wanted to start Thiaplicity some four years ago now, among other individual pursuits. But between 9-5ing and other personal slash logistical matters, I never managed to. I paid for a domain and hosting site, designed it, wrote ONE article in that entire year, then lost the domain and hosting, and my one article, because I didn’t renew.

What is fun if not this, ehn? Chasing after said individual pursuits takes the same story format.

Now, I’m not sure how big a role my constant need to tackle affairs in a painstaking and critical manner played in this issue (Breaking news; It’s BIG), but that’s where I left off – Pretty much nowhere.

Moving forward, I’m doing it now.

I want to write. I want to create. I want to share. I want to express. I want so many things, and I’d be damned if I didn’t get started on getting them now. There’s no more waiting for a perfect time, or enough time, or the perfect weather. No more being afraid, no more overthinking, no more over-analysing, no more procrastinating. Okay, there’s going to be a little bit of procrastinating still, I won’t lie. It won’t go away so quickly. What if sometimes ‘NEPA’ decides to do them, and there’s no money to fuel the generator, what can I say?

But, you get the point, yes? I’ve been dangling my feet from the edge of life as I try to live it with purpose. Trying to do things my way, but not necessarily maximising my way in its best possible form.

WELL, it’s leap time. Wherever it leads, it leads. Because, as long as I can say that I’m at least doing my ‘it’, then I’m in!

My feet are beginning to freeze up, and I need them to walk this talk. I’m going to change from my flops to my Uggs, and see about that queue to boarding now. I’ll post this later. By the way, don’t queues just suck a different type? #IHateQueues

We’ll be in touch, mi gente. I PROMISE.

Once again, allow me to welcome you to the show.

I’d love a good sign off here. x