Life´s good out in the country. Nice and quiet. Powering through some big projects and feeling excited about 2010 and all the opportunities and possibilities next year has in store. Feeling a bit like a creature though, locked away in the house, staring out the window into the cold and rain outside. My only contact with other life in recent weeks has been my one and only, very awesome flatmate, our wonderful cleaner, Maria, that comes in everyday whom I torment by practicing my Spanish on and the very unsociable, “don´t touch me” cat, Letty.

Christmas was a bit lonely, which was odd. For the first time in six years while traveling, every Christmas has been spent with best friends which substituted for being away from home and the family, but this year I effectively managed to isolate myself from the outside world with no internet, no skype and no telephone to speak with anyone, so Christmas came and went and Santa Claus was nowhere to be seen. Bastard. I was adopted into my flatmates family festivities though, so got to experience a typical Spanish Christmas feast. Delicious.

And the weirdest things are happening, I am really starting to want a family of my own. While I love traveling and want to be free to travel the rest of my life as my heart desires, whenever I see babies, or even baby clothes, or pregnant woman, the oddest thing happens : I stare, and stare and stare. It´s a bit freaky and I have to snap myself out of it but there is no denying the biological alarm clock is ticking and it´s finally woken me up. Oh what to do? Still have my heart set on living in Asia and India before I “settle” down…

Meantime, the love of my life is partying on some gorgeous, white sandy beach with a thousand tanned Brazilian girls wearing nothing more than the bikinis they are famous for. Jealous? Yes. Worried? Yes, that too. Bitter? Mmmm, maybe.  But it´s all good. Ignorance is bliss and this is perfect meditation practice. Instead of getting lost in the negative emotions, its an opportunity to train my mind to stay focused on immediate projects and since he is such an amazing person, I hope he is having the time of his life. Or so I keep telling myself. Getting so drunk on the first night that he passess out and spends the rest of the festival feeling sorry for himself in his tent, by himself, alone, would be nice too.

Here´s to 2010!