Leaving the lost and looking to find

I have been gone for a while. Due mainly to 2 reasons. 1st, I was busy with projects. 2nd, my laptop and other belongings have been stolen.

Today I'm inspired to write about lost of material belongings with sentimental values and the values it brings when we learn to let go and move on.

The break-in

I am currently staying at a hostel with a colleague that I have just met. Things were going great and I was adapting to the new environment. Funny how even this place; within the same country where I'm born and raised; can be so different. I felt like a stranger when I 1st got here at Johor. Coming from Kuching this place seemed strange. That was my 1st impression.

The 2nd day of my stay my new friends and colleagues asked me to have dinner with them. I obliged happily. I left my back pack in the hostel room feeling that that was the most convenient and safest place I could keep it. Bringing it along would be too much. Though I had a sense of doubt when I left it there due to all my precious belongings, I shrugged it off and just went off. 

In my return within and hour or so, my room mate unlocks the door to his surprise... it was not locked. He steps in and gave a very shocked "sei lo! (die lo)". I thought maybe there was a leak or water spillage but then he said his laptop is gone. I looked at the floor where I left my back pack and it too.... was gone....

Immediately I felt this emptiness. As if many years of my life have been taken away from me. I started to think back to all the things that I have left in my back pack. Then all the information that I have stored in my laptop and hard disc that have not been uploaded to cloud storage. That lasted roughly 3 minutes. I realize the situation and immediately initialized damage control. Change all passwords, set settings manually into my integrated Google account, make a police report and write for compensation. 

The result of the action is that all my accounts are safe but there was no compensation to be attained. The police could do nothing except taking finger print samples. I know there is no way I would have gotten back my belongings. I've lost over Rm3k worth of valuables and a priceless amount of memorable items and information. 

Moving on

I went on the next day as usual. Walked and talked as if nothing has happened. But when I had the opportunity I would reflect on the unfortunate event that has fallen upon me. As I reflect I seek for the bright side. I guess I've always been an optimist. But really... I'm a realist. I still feel that this is shit. But on the other hand it allowed me to let go on some aspects of the past that has constrained me from moving forward. Now I feel lite. I feel that there is a huge load lifted from my shoulders. Things seem phenomenal. Probably due to the fact that I have to build up most of my things from scratch. All my written manuscripts for a book I'm working now, my project papers, personal documents, hundreds of dollars of online material that I have purchased gone. Not to mention all my music and movies. 

I've learned from this event that things have an expiry date. All material things will expire. Our memories will expire. This is good. It forces us to move forward and seek new things. It urges us to create, explore and grow.

Now

Now I'm still pissed. If I ever get the chance to catch those burglars I'd torture and torment them to death. But I do thank them now. Without them taking away my constraints I couldn't have realized these few things. But they did take my BRAND NEW PLAYBOY COLOGNE!! Well at least they have taste. Too bad they can't afford awesomeness and had to steal it from me. Man, I'm awesome.