Despite being a millennial, I have never viewed myself as not being loyal. This is quite interesting, because I have been labelled a ‘job hopper’, I have five bank accounts open and I have a dozen loyalty cards in my wallet proving I can’t commit to a relationship with just one barista.
I’ve been eating avocados since I was 12 and drinking coffee since I was 21… and except for a few more embarrassing stories, some extra wrinkles, having a ‘real’ job, and well, moving overseas, not much has changed.
My old housemate and I used to talk about minimalism a lot. We day dreamt about the possibility of only owning 100 items…including undies. We talked about how each item would need to be carefully chosen, with thought given to each… is it multi purpose? How long will it last? Will it improve my life? and so on.
I’ve nearly turned vegetarian multiple times since arriving in Hong Kong.
It all started at the wet market, where I noticed the live chickens being cooped up in small cages, waiting for the prospective buyers to come and pick which one they liked before it was taken through the back door.
This week all started and ended with thick shakes.
Well to take it a step further, it all starts with one memory I speak fondly of from when I was living in Japan, which to be honest sounds like the beginning of a bad joke…
I am a people person. There’s no question that I’ve always worked hard to surround myself with family and friends, and anyone can see that I thrive on having them close by. And for the most part it works fine…dinners, movies, games nights, drinks and so on, until I move away.
People have often said to me that they wouldn’t know what to do with themselves if they didn’t work…which I’ve never understood. During my three months of not working, I’ve never been bored or wishing I was back at work. Instead, I’ve been embracing one of the good old Eat, Pray, Love lessons to practice ‘Dolce far Niente’, the sweetness of doing nothing.