Leaving | The ReStart Experiment

“Leaving is art, science, joy and torture. I’ve had a lot of practice in it lately, and it has become even more concrete of a reality in my life the last month.

Since I sold and left my house in Austin, I’ve been leaving and arriving and leaving again on a regular basis, usually within just a couple days. I pack, leave, travel, arrive, unpack and do it all over again.

It’s important to understand that this is not just “travel” for me. It’s not like a vacation or business trip, where I can look forward to getting back to my home, my bed, my partner and animals. I have none of that. So leaving (and arriving) is my life right now.”
– Dave “D.T.” Brown, The ReStart Experiment

Leaving is something that’s been on my mind a lot lately. In less than a month, I’m leaving the job in Bangkok I’ve been at for 2 years. It’s a feeling I’ve made piece with. Often. Two years is the longest I’ve stayed in one place in over six years now. Anyone who knows me will be able to say I’m not one who likes to stay in one place too long. More often than not, it’s the anticipation for something new, the prospect of what might be rather than what is, that trumps the sadness of leaving a place where you’ve made some connections.

That is not to say that each time doesn’t provoke certain emotions. It does, and the author of this Weekly Reblog, Dave Brown, touches very well on many of them. His blog has been an interesting one to follow since I’ve first found it. Even in the short time he has been writing the ReStart Experiment, Dave has restarted twice now; once in Costa Rica, and now again in the United States. Though the latest may be a bit more familiar than his former escapade to Cental America, it also seems a bit more permanent in his impermanence, if that makes any sense.

It seems the author is in a completely different stage of life than me, as he writes he has given up his home, a permanent job, and several other long-term commitments, whereas I have never really had any of these. And, from my experiences in the last few years, I have no real desire to. Still, he brings up feelings that are universal, regardless of location, situation or your own personal stage in life.

Anyone who has made a significant parting with a place, whether once or many times, will resound in this post. And it’s also a reminder for those of us who have chosen to do this how lucky we are to have been able to make such a choice.