In the beginning, I wanted to talk about departures. How do you deal with it ? How do you protect yourself from it ? And… impossible for me to write about it. Because… you can’t deal with it and you can’t protect yourself from it. You just get used to it. But I often talked about friendships with my friends in France and my family. Even if the friends I’ve met here. What kind of friendships do you create when you live abroad ?
I did a short version of this letter on Instagram. But I decided to write it without any limitation. Now that I am thirty years old, I think it’s the best moment to think about who I was… And what I would have loved to hear.
Social media took a huge space everywhere in the world. Social showcase which has to be perfect, nobody asks for your phone number anyone. They ask for your Instagram or Facebook account. Do you have Snapchat? What’s your name on Instagram? Before living in Kuwait, social media were kind of a photo album. I used to post to remember. But here, in the sandpit, things are really different. Short reflexion about the use of social media in a country in the Gulf.
Last time, I was talking to a guy on Instagram. At some point, he sent me a voice note saying that, basically, my Instagram profile wasn’t clear for him. He can see that I love burgers and I am a traveler, and so ? What do I do ? I am a traveler who eats burgers ? He doesn’t understand. So he ended the note asking me the big question… So, what do you do ?
Here we are ! 2019 started. We all took our new resolutions ! Walk way are full of people by new morning runners, gym just made their best money… Books about losing weight are out of stock in every library et we all made this promise : in 2019, we will take care of ourselves. Me, for this year, I decided to learn something new.
Instead of talking only about December 2018, I will talk about the whole year. I wrote a short one on my Instagram account, but now it’s time to detail a bit. To be totally honest, this year 2018 wasn’t the best one.
November 2018 was really weird. I can’t find a proper word to describe this month. And it’s a really hard work to talk about each month… You have to do your best to not stay focus on only one thing and talk about it in a really objective way. To see what I plans I had for November, you can read it here ! If I want to make it short : in November 2018, it rained a lot and I took a Netflix account.
I’ve been educated being respectful for the planet. Without thinking about it a lot, I took good daily habits to preserve our lovely planet. And year after year, I started really think about it and I slowly became kind of extreme about it. Vegan and really careful about global warming, my goal was to reach the zero waste way of life. And then, I landed in Kuwait…
If you follow me on Instagram or Facebook, you already know. If not, thanks ! You give me another chance to say it : I am a half-marathoner ! I already ran 5 or 10 km race, but a half-marathon… It was the first time ! As weird as it can be, living in Kuwait made me become sporty. Let me explain how.
In France, November is the month without tobacco. A lot of people decided to quit smoking the first of November, thanks to this month. I took this decision the 27th of September, after an evening with my neighbor. So now, it been six weeks since I decided to quit. So, how was it ?