Quarantine Diary part 3, Last night in BKK
Somehow this is how I feel.
My Bangkok-days have ended for now. My quarantine is about to finish tomorrow. My second corona test is also negative. Somehow, I feel happy, overwhelmed and sad at the same time. I want to stand in front of the window and look out at the window - like who knows when I am going to be able to visit a SkyBar next time, but at the same time, I also need to pack and get ready for tomorrow.
I'm not ready yet. I became too comfortable in my little bubble here. I became a tiny bit organized, like scheduling my visits to the relax area, and meeting up with L, B and Z, you know, the first people that you meet on a trip that always remain special to you because you share something very personal and very fragile with them (your insecurity of living in a whole different culture than yours).
But tomorrow, I'm stepping - what stepping, I'm jumping! - out into the unknown and the working days are coming (like the sword of Damocles) above my head. I want to stay and I want to go. I want my independence and I want control, because I want this relatively safe hotel-bubble around me, where I can be sure I can't catch the virus.
It's time to leave....
The question is highly rhetorical though, but the song has some valid points. :-) I guess, life never gets easy, we'll always have our little confusions and that's how it is. It is what keeps us busy anyway in the every day's life, but at the same time I feel sad that I won't have so much time for myself again. Or, rather, it's not only about me, it's also about friends I was catching up during the past days, books, I got into, dancing, I did on my own, thoughts and getting closer to myself in general by not getting caught up in the daily routine. However sick of the hotel I am (won't stay in one until the end of the year AT LEAST!), I'll miss the feeling of it.
Megjegyzések
Megjegyzés küldése