It's My Life.

I have a long history of making quick decisions before I really sit down and think about the consequences, whether they be good or bad.  From going sky diving for the first time to packing my things and moving to Southeast Asia, I am not one to sit around and try to talk myself out of doing something I've put my mind to.

There are many aspects of my life of which I have absolutely no control over.  I've certainly learned the hard way that all of a sudden life can push you off the boat and leave you flailing in the middle of the ocean and all you can do is inflate your BCD and hope to keep your head above water.  And just when you're about to give up you look up and see there are two hands that are ready to pull you out of the water.  One is God's, and one is your own.  I've been there, gasping for breath, but what I've learned is that it's up to me to move on and make the best of what life has given me.  

For this reason, I take advantage of the comfort of knowing which parts of my life I can control.  I decide what I do with my spare time, whom I spend my time with, where I travel, where I live, what jobs I apply for.  I chose my own emotions and how I react to instances in my life and figure out whether or not to take them with a grain of salt.  I take responsibility for my actions.  I chose to be happy.  Granted, I've worked hard to get where I am, as happiness is not something that is served upon a silver platter.  Being happy is an reward you have to look to yourself for.  Too many times I've seen people living their lives clouded by the judgement of what they think is happiness, when really their lives are a reflection of someone else's.

"Tis' better to live your life imperfectly than live someone else's perfectly."

You need to do what makes you happy.  For me that was moving halfway across the world to live in a dirty third world country. :) Even though I miss my family and friends everyday, I needed to do this for me.

Point of this post being, I've again made a big decision in my time here in Southeast Asia.  I've once again packed up my suitcase, hopped on a plane, and moved back to Phnom Penh, Cambodia.  There were many reasons that factored into my decision to move out of Pattaya, but the main reason (or at least the one I'm telling myself) was because I wanted to be back with the friends I made here.  It had nothing to do with Thailand or the "sinful" culture in Pattaya, and I could see myself moving back there eventually, but to surround myself with good friends seemed like the right choice for the time being.  Jobs are also easier to come by here.


I only have one life, and I plan to make the best of it!