It’s more or a less year since
My entire 2020 was derailed. The only plan that survived was the Rainforest Residency. And my health. I’ve made it this far and I’m going to keep doing it till I get the sweet vaccine jab in my veins. Until then, my sanity is held together by force of will.
I prided myself for my ability to be a hermit, to remain silent for days as I speak to no one, deep in my work, happy in my own company. And I still do, still am. But I’ve been cooped at home for so long. I’m dreaming of days when I can sightsee like an annoying tourist and eat every dessert. I took the outside world for granted in the before times. Now I’m going to appreciate it better.
I think about my last international trip, to England: where I celebrated the launch of The Carpet Merchant at Thoughtbubble, got the second half of my TCM tattoo in Leeds, met my Alexander consultant and visited his enviable house by the churchyard in Exeter, finally saw London in the flesh when before I had always imagined it as an abstract place. Before Brexit, before the small things I experienced became no things. It was nice to have that trip when one circle ended and another began. One day I’d like to return, but I’ll be sad if I can no longer find the 500 ml tub of Spanish yoghurt in the mini mart at Chelsea Station. Or any European sweets for that matter.
I’m starting to reconsider jumping to university so soon after the pandemic ends. Due to the staying at home and my longing to see the world. The entire point of my break from academia since 2018 was to get away from the claustrophobic ivory walls. I certainly don’t want to jump from a confinement of the body to a (possible) confinement of my mind, although my intellectual/spiritual integrity is now stronger. This will push my return closer to my 30s. I don’t know what to think of that. I’m hoping there will be some old(er) fogies who’ll make me feel awkward in a sea of teens. Unfortunately there’s no help against my inevitable descent towards auntyhood.
I want to go on camino again. I went in summer 2017 with my cousin, fulfilling my earliest and most core longing, and received a series of souvenirs:
Next time I want to go with friends, with people who will love the food fully (not to say my cousin didn’t), with somebody who will appreciate the spiritual significance, with folks who can connect to strangers (I am bad at this).
As usual I think about my workaholicism and how it’s kept me at home. I’ve been trying to redirect my working life to something that aligns more with adventure while allowing me the space to do my usual Being a Writer-Artist thing. There are some inklings of an idea… due to the jinx I will not reveal further.
If I ever return to Melbourne I will go to every event I have even a modicum of interest in. If I ever visit London or New York I won’t be too shy (a hard ask).
Just received an Instagram ad for a sweepstakes. Donate to put in X amount of entries for an all-expenses trip on a luxury 4 day train across Scotland. I’ve always wanted to do an all railroad trip. (I’ve ideas about doing a cross-country run from Malaysia to the UK) Usually train fares are expensive upfront…. but maybe… I will think about it.
Reimena Yee is a graphic novelist, artist and flamingo enthusiast.
She creates the webcomics The World in Deeper Inspection, and The Carpet Merchant of Konstantiniyya; the latter of which is the first Malaysian graphic novel to be Eisner-nominated.
Currently writing and drawing a whole bunch of stuff. Is a nerd for all things spooky and historical.
Melbourne / Kuala Lumpur
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