Thursday 10th March 2016
Having no need to leave the house in the early mornings for work this past month has, I believed, save my sanity. I recall not so fondly the pressure I put myself through working full time in a high stress job reporting to an Alpha Male type Chief of Legal during previous rounds of ICSI: literally running from office to metro station just to make my endless appointments. Looking back, I feel as though I was mindlessly absent throughout those crazy months, barely able to process what I was dealing with before hurtling toward another encounter with a needle or the wrath of my impatient boss were I to stumble in a few minutes late.
Todsy, for what it’s worth, I live in the present, my days still marked by the regularity of appointments but now I am able to look around my immediate environment and take in more than just my anxious rapid breathing. For example, today I left the house calmly and walked leisurely to the metro, bound as I was for a visit to Dr. Liang’s acupuncture clinic. Here, pinned down by four needles in the belly, two around the knees and two at the ankles, I feel into a partial sleep.
Yesterday’s heavy rains made way for a freshness to Dubai; a rare crispness to the air today that makes walking pleasurable; a real shine illuminating all the skyscrapers along my travels. It’s bright again in Dubai, and I am witness to the magic…