I have 2.5 more weeks in Abu Dhabi. My friends are currently on some safari thing out on some island; I declined to go because it is a trillion degrees and a billion percent humidity. Plus I also loathe group activities. They kept going on about how it’s something you have to do before you leave Abu Dhabi (many of my friends are also two weeks away from leaving this city for new ones to work in.) But I honestly don’t want to do anything before I leave here. I want to just continue living my life the way it is up until the moment I get on a plane to leave this place possibly for the last time…
Except that I know it won’t be the last time. Living in Cyprus next year will make it very convenient to visit and my best friend here has a spare bedroom waiting for me. Plus when habibi finishes his ridiculous education, I fully intend to convince him to move back here.
So it’s natural that I don’t feel any impetus to do anything momentous with my last two weeks. However, I do feel a tension. As if there are a million things I have to do before I go, in terms of errands and paperwork and tying up loose ends. Today, for example, perhaps I should be doing something productive instead of lying in bed in my pajamas all day doing nothing. There must surely be something I should get done today….
Must go figure out what it is. Ta ta.