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Almost cut my hair

Sat here in Goa, sun shining, birds singing, breeze blowing, it’s easy to feel like I’m on holiday. This is not a holiday. It’s choice designed to offer opportunity and community in line with my current world view.

I live here for winter because I value time and experiences more highly than status and material possessions. It’s a place to forge new friendships and to explore new ways of being. My folks think I’m a hippie.

As we slip out of peak holiday season towards the quieter months of the ex-pat, talk turns to what’s next; where are you going, what will you do there, and on and on and on. Like the Small Faces circa ’67.

Truth told, I don’t know yet, but it could be many things; something new or nothing in particular. I’m open to what comes my way.

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