Human beings are curious in their thought patterns and routines. We’ve learned to adapt to the many different climates on this planet, but that doesn’t mean we’ve learned to be the same everywhere. We find enjoyment in different routines and different life styles depending on our environmental factors.
I take myself as a prime experiment. I’ve lived in 3 states and 3 countries and travelled to 9 states and 12 countries. I’ve spent the greater part of my adult life shuffling from one place to the other.
While in North Carolina, I find myself to be an extreme recluse, too tired to be bothered to do anything for pleasure.
While in California, I find myself to be a go getter explorer; a person fascinated by the most mundane surroundings.
While in Oregon, I find myself to be cold hearted, a regular kind of social, and desirous of anything to explore.
While in Spain, I find my best self. I find a social, content, explorer, risk taker, who cares about her health.
While in Germany, I find a great version of myself. I find a health oriented, language learner, keen on absorbing every moment of life, I find a butterfly trying to break out of it’s cocoon.
While traveling for pleasure I find an extroverted social go getter, ready to party or read that book.
While traveling for work, I find a fatigued, anxious, tense individual.
A long lasting coping mechanism of mine has been to compartmentalize my life. It’s a dangerous coping mechanism. I am a different version of myself depending on my environment, the people surrounding me, and the context in which I find myself. I utterly detest my different “lives” touching or intermingling. Very few times have I gladly allowed there to be an overlap between the different aspects of my life.
We all change a bit based on our surroundings, most in subtle ways; however, as always, I take it to extremes.
I don’t like drinking coffee in North Carolina, but I live for drinking my daily coffee while living in Spain. It’s a dose of heaven in Spain and a regular beverage in North Carolina. The coffee doesn’t taste any better in Spain, but for some reason, it feels like heaven drinking it every morning in Spain. The way I interact with my surroundings affects my preferences, routines, and way of being. On occasion the different versions of me are as different as night and day.
Yay for compartmentalizing my life! Joking, it’s a bad coping mechanism, but it is interesting to observe as I watch myself change from one environment to the next.