I used to have a brother. I used to have a best friend. I used to wear glasses, but I got my eyes lasered. I used to drink too much. About six years ago without knowing it, I reevaluated. I lightened the load. I left the old stuff behind. I went back to Taiwan for the first time since 2000. I ended up going back two more times and buying a little apartment there. Something was in the air six years ago. It was my apex mountain. The weather cleared and I could see for miles.
I had little to do with my brother leaving. That was his choice. Money may have been the cause. He’d quit a stable job for a promise, a dream that because a curse, taking him down a path he was unprepared to take. What I did though was to just let him go, let it happen. I could have stepped in and maybe solved the problem, but in a very zen move I followed a plan of action through inaction. Peace out. Good bye. Good luck.
Similarly with my old friend since grade six, I just decided that he just wasn’t such a good friend, always taking, never giving, never supportive, always dominant, so when our wives got into a tif, I didn’t help. I didn’t try to save the friendship. I let go of that balloon. I let helium take over from momentum.
My oldest daughter is getting her eyes lasered next week. It’s so great not having to wear glasses. I don’t even think about it anymore, now it’s part of who I am now, but for the first couple of years with fresh eyes, the world is an all you can eat see-food buffet, you see colours in a new light and hue, especially when it’s a red-headed girl in a green sweater.