Final 2 weeks in Singapore đł . Feels a little surreal. Iâve contemplates moving a few times prior to this, but this time itâs actually happening. I havenât moved countries in about 8 years, which is the longest in my adult life. In my teens and my 20s every move felt exciting - a chance for new experiences, to meet new people and to start fresh. And of course there was an element of fear as well, but at that time the excitement overpowered fear. . As I get older, Iâve noticed the portion of fear over excitement has become a little larger than it used to be. I guess thatâs normal. We get comfortable over time - change rocks the boat of comfort, and makes us a little sea sick. I have noticed the anxiety rising on occasions - it makes me second guess our decision, it makes me worry unnecessarily about the unknown and beyond everything else, all of this anxiety takes me away from the present. I end up creating problems that donât actually exist. And in the process, I lose the beauty of the present. . And can I just put it out there that the present is pretty damn beautiful. It really is... every conversation, every plan, every hug, every moment of this move, this life. â¤ď¸ . . . Last chance to practice with me in Singapore (for now at least!) is this coming Saturday. Check out my stories for details. Hope to see you there! (at Singapore) https://www.instagram.com/p/BuWBFcIHboa/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1dj72sthvhnzb














