Not that I’ve got nothing to blog about. On contrary, Bangkok is such a city that you can always discover something interesting in such a wide spectrum. And I’m gonna burst not telling these stories.
But three years living back in the city, where I was born, there are things to keeps me occupied as excuses to almost abandoned the platform.
Yeap. The day job that pays the bill also drains the energy. My leisure times—weekends—become leisure times not the time I think about creating things.
Also, working an international development organisation has put another layers into the excuse. I was thinking too much if it was appropriate. Well, now, I think I have to play strategic work-life balance.
I’ve got hypertension. As a man who has just entered the 40s, this is quite early for this chronic health issue. There was a sign of that when I was in Sydney.
That turned my lifestyle around. My third place has changed from the Net in a pub, tweeting and blogging to the gym. I spend one or two hours most days of the week there and be aware of what I take in.
The result, I shed ten kilos of weight. My BMI dropped from slightly overweighed to a healthy scale. My wardrobe was changed almost completely.
But I lost the engagement with blogging. I could have written about this transformation. But I don’t want to turn this space into what I brag about how I work out and eat. It’s lifestyle and a routine, not the passion.
When I left Sydney, one thing I lost the most was the sense of security. So I compensated it by buying a place for my own. That chuck of effort went there.
But it is worth it unexpectedly. It is just like stepping on a gold mine, where this neighbourhood becomes the most diverse I’ve experienced since I’ve been back in the city.
This lucky strike brings me the urge for me to tell the story about it. Big time.
Bottom line is, the challenge for me is to combine all of this thing and making this commitment work. Oh is this a commitment now? Yes, it is. Otherwise I’ll be forgetful and it all will be forgotten.