When I started this blog, way back in 2005, it was as a way of keeping in touch with my family and friends back home in Vancouver; to regale my unfortunate mishaps, my stumbling blindly through single life and finding my feet in the first year that I found myself single again after a 5 year relationship ended.

Along the way, I have had some incredible people find their way here and stay a while, have made new friends and interesting acquaintances, moved countries and continents. Over the last 2 and half years, it has been a cathartic adventure, it has been therapy and support, at times it has been candid and painfully personal. The blog adapted to each new situation, evolved and grew and then suddenly, I hit a plateau. I seemed to have achieved what I set out to do, and in the process gained much more than I had ever anticipated.

But the sense that there wasn't anything left for me to accomplish here has been niggling at the back of my mind for some time, that perhaps it was time that I found new outlet for my writing, that perhaps it was time that I started taking myself and where I wanted to go seriously, that I took every happening in my life out of the public domain and healed. I have always written, kept tallies of my pain, of my happiness. I have always wanted to write, have always wanted to be a writer but have hidden behind my own negativity.
What happens from here is anyone's guess, but I know in my heart that right now I have done all that I can here.

Thank you for all your posts, your links, your emails and your comments... but I am really actually officially taking an indefinite break this time.

x

Out of Office

My bag is packed.
My carry on sits at the front door, ready for a few small early morning additions, I have remembered to send my mother a Mother's Day card, have left a note for the flat sitter, emailed itineraries and contact information to parents and sibling, arranged pictures for visas. My alarms are set for 4:15am, flights confirmed. In a few minutes, I will turn off my laptop, put it away for a long time and go to bed.

For the next 3 weeks I am going to be travelling through South East Asia with Amelia, my cameras, a journal and a rough itinerary. Not exactly sure where we'll be on any one day, just knowing we'll go where we need to be.

This last week threw me off balance, a confusing and frustrating appointment with the specialist and the death of an uncle on Monday left me flailing and gasping all week. One foot in front of the other, one more hurdle. Such is life. And suddenly the trip was right around the corner, and now, finally, my bags are packed.
I'll be writing, but most likely not here*. I am going back to the basics; pen and paper and a clearer mind.

At least, I hope.

(* I will however be sending out email updates to friends and family, if you'd like to be included please send me an email. And Mark Morford.)