Thursday evening. Last night in the fancy skyrise loft. Tomorrow I’m moving into the new place. Looking forward to it.

Went to explore the new neighborhood today. I was told it was “quiet.” We clearly have different ideas of what constitutes quiet, lol. It’s not quiet at all.

As it turns out, the whole neighborhood is basically just one giant street food market. There are three huge outdoor markets and a bunch of coffee, tea, smoothie, and snack shops lining the street. Grocery store, pharmacy, post office, laundromat, doctor, dentist, dispensary, electronics shop. I love it. I have made peace with the fact that I will be gaining weight while I live here, lol. I will never go hungry as long as I live on this street.

The laundry facilities are actually pretty good, which eased my concerns. The landlord also told me there’s a housekeeper who comes once a week to clean, so that’s a nice perk.

The best part is that the apartment is super close to the metro. I got a Rabbit card and loaded it up today to motivate myself to explore the city more. I am ready to get out and about. Can’t wait to see… even more Passport bros, lol.

I have no idea what I’m doing, lol. At least I have a place to stay for the month while I continue trying to figure it out. At least I know what’s not working for me???

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Friday morning. Sitting at the coffee stand. Part of the reason I got a Rabbit pass for the metro is because this place is 4 stops away from the new place. Easy ride. Nice little walk. I can come back whenever I choose. And I will, because this neighborhood has some pretty good spots to chill.

Moving into the new place today. I’m excited. New month, new apartment, new neighborhood, new start. Living life Thai style. Hopefully reality is in line with my expectations. I’m imagining myself working on my laptop, getting things done, and eating so much food. So much food.

This street has everything you could ever want. I found a croissant shop. There’s a delicious waffle stand. Rice and noodles for miles. Meats, vegetables, fruits, coconuts galore. Coffee, tea, smoothies, shakes, sodas. I’m so excited to live my foodie fantasy!

Meanwhile, I need to find a job to afford said lifestyle. I’m excited to get through this move and settle into the new place specifically so I can start working on job hunting. I also need to give this website a makeover. It’s a hot mess.

My new travel blog name finally came to me this morning. It’s only taken five years, lol. I didn’t care for Paris in South Dakota, but I tried to make it work. It wasn’t working, so I disbanded it a few months ago. A different name came to me this morning. I think it’s much more marketable. I just need to make crazy cuts and edits for the content to work. Right now I am too caught up in stream of consciousness mode.

Always and forever. It’s a learning process. It takes time. I’m just like… learning how to be an adult now that I’m far away from all of the influences that were harming me in my life and it’s hard. It feels like it’s so much easier for everyone else. Like people just know what to do all the time. I’m just like… in perpetual mess mode, all the time.

I’m trying to make the mess relatable, but it’s not. Just mess.

Well, hopefully the new apartment will inspire me to get my shit together on multiple levels. This is why I came to SEA. I’m here to have an adventure and get my shit together and turn my life around.

And by the way, there are still plenty of jobs in Hong Kong if I have the balls to go back and try again. I might take another swing at it, just to prove something to myself. I would consider returning if I received a better offer. It’s definitely about proving something to myself. Same line of thinking as wanting to do my 300hr Yoga Teacher Training. I feel unworthy, so if I can go back and fix my mistakes, I won’t feel so shitty about them anymore.

I will cast a wide net with my job applications this time, not just jump at the first offer I get because it just so happens to be in a dream location. Not sure Hong Kong really is a dream location anymore now that I’ve seen it, but I’m still just like… bitter about it. I feel like I have something to prove by succeeding in the job market there. It’s a thing.

I think I’ve developed an inferiority complex over the years. I feel like I’m so far behind. I feel unworthy of things that are just normal everyday things for most people. It’s so messed up.

Off now. I have to finish packing before my check out time at noon. Excited for the new place. Hopefully it goes well…