Withdrawal...

So...I'm in Mumbai now...
Long-ish sort of day.
Played in the morning and goofed about.
Drove in in the afternoon...
Dinner with family, preceded by a nap.

As we set out for dinner, I was really made to wonder - how did I live in this place for 3 years?
It's hot. It's sticky. It's full.
*sigh*
But...the area where we stay is pretty much bearable...

We had live music as we ate...the guy sang a couple of "sad" songs.
That made me pensive... I will miss the kids a lot.
I've known for a while that I get attached to some people too quickly and that's slightly the case here...
In some ways I left at a good time, before getting too involved... in other ways, I cannot imagine doing anything else.

I'm in Mumbai for the various formalities that would be required for my next course of study. I daresay that will keep me occupied and distracted...
Ideally, I need to work on this aspect of mine (getting attached) - though perhaps I'm more involved than they are... which is enough of a wake up call to fix the faulty emotional connections...

Also - this attachment and pensiveness does not fit into the "happy or nothing" spiel. So I've started the thought restructuring process.
Things will be fine. Life goes on. This experience was fantastic. New ones await...

Will probably take a couple of days to get out of my system though. Just hope I don't have a relapse when I go back to say the "final" goodbye in a few weeks' time. But then...the finality of that act should act as decent closure...

Oh well...