My Year of the Life of Leisure

I left my job, left my apartment, sold most everything in that apartment and embarked on a year of travelling and leisure. I am working on writing a couple of books. This might be one of them... But then, my chief pursuit is leisure, so who knows exactly what will happen.

Friday, May 13, 2005

Listless and lost

I am listless. I want to stop moving around for a while, but I don't necessarily want to do the Portugal Month quite yet. I fear that if I go to Portugal now, I will just stay there for a couple months. What to do?

I'm meant to be going to a very, very small Bulgarian village tomorrow. Though, I might just go to a small town (there is a difference...) in Turkey.

I don't know what to do.

I continue having bizarre dreams, with yet more celebrities in them. I dreamt Bono and I were hooking up...and I've never found Bono particularly anything in the looks department. I had a strange dream with Susan Sarandon, which involved her graphically giving birth to some kind of Rosemary's Baby Alien. I've rather a lot of dreams where I'm being chased (and I know what this type of dream means, and I'm baffled because I do not feel that way at all).

I don't know what's going on.

Anyone have suggestions for what I should do? I'm really at a loss, but haven't found a place that seems lovely for a couple very quiet weeks alone and hopefully get some serious writing done. Plovdiv is nice, but doesn't feel right for this. This is a horrible scenario, I want to be somewhere relaxing so I can stop moving for a while, but I don't know where to go.

And to be clear, I am not depressed or sad or anything like that. Just listless and weary of moving around so frequently. Of course, I'm looking forward to an impending trip to London, so I can significantly lighten my backpack. Though, I don't think the state of my backpack (which really isn't bad at all...) is responsible for this.

Help.

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