Thursday morning. Sitting at the cafe watching traffic pass by. It’s not as busy here today as it has been the last few days. Right now it’s just me and the lady’s old white boyfriend. He says he is from Germany and doesn’t speak English. I guess I should stop being lazy and learn some Thai.
This really is the best coffee I’ve ever had. So grateful for it everyday.
How has the week been? Well, truth be told, it’s been very interesting. I had to reconcile my shitty financial situation, I met up with another social media professional to learn how to monetize my blog, I had that ridiculous, outrageous date with the British Guy, and I changed apartments for the month. Busy busy.
Hey, by the way, Betsey, isn’t there a former writer from WashPo waiting on your portfolio? Yes, actually, yes there is. Thank you, Bali. Talk about life-changing moments. And yet I am here wasting it because I have been moving around and getting robbed and going out on bad dates with silly, gross men.
I need to stop fucking around in Bangkok and focus on what is really important: my career, which is currently nonexistent aside from this ridiculous blog about my ridiculous life.
No more distractions. Game face on. Locked and loaded. I will get paid to be a writer. I will make this into a real career. I can totally do it.
Gotta get the mindset going. It’s all about the mindset. Like, Betsey, you’re in Thailand. You’ve been to six countries in four months. You took yoga teacher training courses in India and Bali. You’re surviving out in the world alone. You’re awesome. You can do this.
No need to feel so down about the Passport Bros. The more I think about the British Guy, the grosser he gets. It all just seems really sad and kind of pathetic, honestly. Well, that’s what happens when you take home strangers from dark, dingy dive bars in Bangkok. They turn out to be total troglodytes when you look at them in the light of day.
I feel like I’m living in Star Wars right now. I see what they did there. Sometimes it feels so strange to be here in SEA. I still can’t believe I’m here. How did I make it this far? I can’t even believe it sometimes. It’s wild.
Heading into Month 5 Abroad now. This is the longest I’ve ever been away from my family in my entire life. It’s so strange. I miss my brother and my cat and my library full of books. I miss living in one place without constantly packing up and moving around. I miss having a home.
Still, I’d rather be here in SEA, having a crazy adventure and writing about it, than trapped back in Verm living the same dull life on repeat every day. I was so unhappy there. Sometimes it really strikes me how lonely I was there. It was such a negative experience. Being here in SEA is in total opposition to that, even when it’s crazy.
It’s been an experience. Now I finally have something interesting to write about. Who gives a fuck about South Dakota?
Okay, enough stewing over all of this. It’s time to go do some yoga in my in-home yoga studio. Very convenient to have that little bit of extra space in the apartment. It’s worth it.
Off we go now!