I have 10 ringgits and I’m happy.

I have a theory that it takes four months. That’s how long it takes to adjust to a new situation. A new city, a new relationship, a new break-up, a new house, a new job, and so on. I haven’t exactly been one to stay in the same place for a long time and I have found myself at these four-month markers over and over again suddenly having a feeling of happiness and satisfaction with where I am. I had this last night. And, indeed, I thought about it and it’s been just over four months since my last new situation transition.

I had that flash last night that if 13 year-old me were to see me she would be really, really excited (I was going to use a crude descriptive there, but opted for the boring “really, really”). It’s the feeling that everything is where it should be right now. And I was really happy with myself right now, and that’s a pretty big thing. Not worrying about the past or the future, but knowing that things are going right, right now. And really that’s the best you can ever strive for. And I thought to myself, you know, I am out by myself, but I’m have 10 ringgits in my pocket and I’m having a damn good time.