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Perspective



Ive been spending some time in this building lately and yesterday I began to think about the life that was going on beneath me. At the time, I found it interesting. Just thinking about the fact that I live in another country and I honestly don't know when I will cease to be an expatriate. Fast forward to today, Ive been busy finding anniversary gifts for my husband and I just finished enjoying a new recipe of couscous, curry paste, and chicken mixed together for a delectable,spicy dinner accompanied by a glass of South African medium sweet. Life is just so comfortable right now and I appreciate that. There definitely was not the ease of life at home that I enjoy now.

I took the above picture not really knowing what Id do with it but  as I began typing I realized that its all about perspective. Well,not all, because your placement has a LOT to do with  how well you enjoy this experience BUT you CANNOT discount what you bring to the picture. If you have inner peace, the small (big) things won't take you on roller coaster rides as often.There is ALWAYS a roller coaster to get on here. I decline and let others go along for the ride.

Basically, there is dirt there and if you can't, or refuse to, see through it, maybe living abroad isn't the place for you. Some say that every place has its issues and I think thats true and some places are better suited for you based on your personality.theres also the idea of wishful thinking and visiting a place is NOTHING like living there for an extended period of time. thats how China almost go me,lol.

Anyway, i feel like I'm rambling.

Just know that beyond that dirt, there are interesting lives going on below (I was on the 18th floor). there is beautiful blue water that is about 10 mins away from this location, and there are goals that I once thought were unattainable right at my fingertips just because I'm on the other side of this dirty glass window.


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