Stepping Out of Waiting

That brings an end to a week of waiting in Hong Kong. And since nothing seems to be moving, I might as well become a tourist for the weekend.

I’m not sure what I’ll do. Maybe just get lost in the sprawl of the city. There are worse ways to pass the time.

I practised today, partly to shake off the frustration of a morning writing session that didn’t go the way I expected. That’s fine. Some days feel slightly misaligned — or perhaps it’s just me who feels that way right now.

The last few days have been interesting, mostly because I’ve been watching myself more closely. I’ve been so focused on the visa, so busy living a few steps ahead, that I’ve neglected the present. An amateur mistake, really.

I won’t beat myself up for it, but I will adjust.

So I’ve decided to make a small plan for the next two days. No practice. No thinking about a future that doesn’t exist yet. No dwelling on the reason I’m here.

Just living.

Simple as that.

And I think it should begin with finding a good restaurant and enjoying a proper meal.