Sitting on my balcony, bottle of wine in one hand, pack of smokes in the other. Drinking in the absolute epicness that is my favourite city in the world, Cape Town. I’m not even going to get into the bajillion reasons why I am so in love with this place. (That’s for another bottle of wine and blog post)
The point is, I’m in my happy place. For one more night anyway. (And I’m not talking about a strip club) However, I find myself feeling sad, frustrated a little angry and maybe a little tipsy.
It’s the most frustrating feeling in the world. I am contemplating slashing my friends tyres so I’ll miss my flight back to DBN. To my newest home. Even if I just get a few more hours here. On the other hand, I have my bags packed camping out by the front door so I can get on the plane faster and get back “home” to the plumber.
I feel like I’m cheating on him with CT.
Yes, I am well aware of how retarded that sounds but it’s the truth.
In the past 7 years I’ve moved cities 5 times. It goes a little something like this … JHB – CT – JHB – CT – JHB – DURBS. It’s even exhausting typing that out. You’d think after 7 years of saying goodbye to friends and family on a monthly basis, I’d get used to it. Yeah, not so much.
I’m basically like a homeless person but with a car and nice hair.
Also I only smell sometimes, usually of garlic and whiskey. Sexy hey?
Anyways, I’ve come the conclusion that no matter where I am or where I live, something will always be missing. My family and childhood is in JHB. My soul is in CT and my heart lies in Durban with the plumber. So what must happen now?
I know right, move all the JHB and Durban people to CT and I’m A for away. The way I’m feeling right now, I don’t even care if it’s against their will. Simple right? Why has no one else done this before?
Then it hit me. The solution to my problem. Something that means I could have the best of all sides. I can’t believe I didn’t see it before. Maybe the wine helped me.
The answer is this….
Stop being a spoiled brat Jessica. Shame, life must be so hard for you. You have loved ones all over the country and you miss them everyday. Do you know how many people would love to have a “problem” like that? Exactly, some people don’t even have one person to love or who can love them.
Im not homeless. I basically have 3 homes. I’m lucky. Lucky to have three places that hold so much joy and happiness for me. Each for a different reason and each for a different season 🙂
So, here’s to the rest of the year with positive outlooks on what could be seen as problems. To looking at the brighter side of life and obviously to drinking more wine while i do that.
Catch you on the flip side
x x x