As of yesterday, I had written 100 posts in this space.
So, yesterday.
It’s funny how when we change our scenery, change our company, change our environment, change our context…. things inside us change, too.
Yesterday was a good example of this on a small scale. I visited, with great company, four new spaces I’d never been to before in Singapore. That newness of it all revived both of us in ways that (I think) made us feel freer and less attached to daily life doldrums than we might normally be.
I do wonder how this affects me on a larger scale, too: all those places I’ve lived, all these things that I’ve done. To what extent am I myself — or more myself — when I’m in a new place? The external influences the internal.
Though, as one friend mused after I posted one of my favorite country songs on Facebook a while back: “You can take the girl out of Alberta but you can’t take the Alberta out of the girl!” 🙂
To what extent does my outside world affect me inside? This is just something I’m thinking about.
But it’s just too much to think about, I’ll just think about Elvis!
And when there’s nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more son
These changes ain’t changing me
The cold-hearted boy I used to be“All These Things That I’ve Done” – The Killers
