There are times when I feel like I'm not sure what I'm doing here. But these times are rare and luckily, I do not dwell on them that much.

I guess this is a sign that I'm certainly entering my middle age. At 42, I've done a fair amount and living in a foreign country for the last 15 years has certainly been a part of that. I've noticed that you go through waves of feelings from up to down, and waves of ability with things like language. Some days you can do and say anything with ease, while other days even the simplest of greeting is quite hard on the brain.

These waves seem to get longer and the dips shorter in duration as the time goes on, but they're still there. I'm hoping to surf my way out of this one soon.