Certain

It's settled.

Over the last month, I contemplated the fluster-flurries of what-ifs-and-hows within a snow globe in my hand. Today I put it down and looked up at the sky for a change... and under and out of all that sheer vast impossible Blue... I decided.

Decisions are frightening. They require certainty of self in the midst of a turbulence of possibilities. I am definitely not certain of myself. But then again, I'm certainly not frightened.

In fact there are a few other things I am also certain of. My suitcase is on the bed and it's empty now, but I know that by Thursday night it will be full and spilling over with the spoils of two years. Two very good years. Another thing I am sure of is that the name of this blog will have to change, for the riverman~~~ will probably never be "under cliff" ever again.


The past four years of my life have been a series of comings-and-goings to everywhere-and-nowhere only to come-back to go-away again. I have no idea if this, my next move, will be my last, but let me tell you what I certainly know:


I know that this time I don't want to make a big deal out of leaving. I positively don't need an airport farewell, and I have categorically ruled out spending any more time sitting around and reminiscing over the past two years. I know that I simply have to look through the past entries on this blog to remember what I have had, and recognise what I know I still have. The best and most true of treasures can never fit into a suitcase, but I will be able to take them with me just the same. Of this I am very certain.


And one final thing I am certain about:

Roads are for journeys and not for destinations... and after all this sit-down-contemplation... it's time I stretched my legs and did a little walking!

So let's just say farewell for the present Reader, for You will hear from me again.


And of that, I know You are certain!

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