The countdown to my departure from Quebec City has started.
In exactly one week I’ll be heading out to the airport.
I’m excited for this new chapter in my life and at the same time, a bit stressed.
7 days is not a whole lot of time to see people and finish everything I wanted to do here.
I’m always like this though. I think I’ll have plenty of time to do things. And next thing you know it’s already time to leave. I don’t know if it’s because I have a strong tendency to procrastinate or because I don’t have a very strong sense of time but I seem to feel this surprised every time when the expiry date of an experience is approaching.
I wonder if I’ll find it hard to leave once again. I remember last time thinking that it was getting harder and harder with each passing time. And since I keep going further and further away, I also can’t really come back on a whim should I chose to.
When I lived in Europe I was only about a workday time away. About 7 or 8 hours flight to be back home. Once I moved to Dubai, it was more half a day. And now New Zealand. A full day away.
It feels so far yet not that far at the same time. I’m sure I’ll change my mind and decide on the fact that’s it’s fucking far once I’ll reach Auckland, but for now, it’s both close and far. Almost like Schrodinger’s cat. At the moment it’s still both states at the same time. But once I start heading that way and opening the box, I’ll be set. It’ll be far.
Until I reach that point though, I still have one week to spend en français, and then a week in Lisbon. I am looking forward to this little holiday within a holiday. It should be a good transition between Canadian winter and New Zealand summer!
This 21-Day Writing Challenge is proving to be quite difficult. As much as I like writing, I’ve come to realize that writing something when I do not feel inspired whatsoever is pushing my limits. Sitting down to write when you feel like you have something to say is easy. Or at least much easier than when I stay in one place, not doing anything extraordinary!