below is an entry that i’d been planning to post but never got around to do because i was too busy doing other things. anyways, i’d like to place it here all the same because it sort of gives me a reference point

the decision to relocate has long been an unresolved issue that became increasingly urgent yet improbable as time passed. after the heady self-realization that i was ready to move on, i became somewhat somnolent. i did my packing rather listlessly and found enough reasons to postpone making my decision. at times i wondered if i was actually ready to uproot myself from my old, comfortable routine.

the thought of expending that much effort alone — believe me, few things can be as exhausting and physically (and financially) draining as moving — was enough to make me quail.

i knew that “moving on” was something that i was bound to do sooner or later, but after a while i got a little lost due to shifting priorities. finally, when it became painfully obvious that i had nowhere else to go but forward, i literally fell back on my — well, fallback plan. it’s not that i just sat on my butt and waited for things to fall into place. i actually went through a whirlwind of activities as i searched for: (1) a living quarters that would get me nearer to my work; (2) a secure address that would assure safe travel at anytime; and (3) if possible, a location that’s relatively safe from flash floods and other forms of natural calamity(ies).

hah! easier said than done. after going through the motions (and nearly getting sick in the process), i finally decided to move to a quieter neighborhood (thanks to an insider tip from a friend), which isn’t that far from where i used to live. and my checklist? uh, right — after a week, i chucked it out of the window. obviously, i wasn’t going to get all that i wished for, so why saddle myself with a list?

the funny thing is, i’m even farther from my workplace now, which means i get to spend more on transportation. and i’ve been informed (rather smugly by a former neighbor) that floods are known to occur in my current address — nya-nya-nya-nya-nya! and what’s more, the rent is about 25% higher than what i used to pay for my old place.

oh well. i guess you can’t have it all.

but you know what? i can’t bring myself to care. in fact, i rather like where i am right now. my new digs is almost as big as my old unit, and i rarely see my neighbors because of our different schedules. utilities aren’t a problem and there are a number of food chains and 24-hour convenience stores within easy reach — quite a big plus for a night owl like me. and the security here is heaps better than what you’d find in my old neighborhood.

hmmm…