Beyond The Looking Glass - Words of the Unseen - Chapter 75
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Beyond The Looking Glass is the second book in the Unseen series, a story that came to me from the other side. A story where I thought I was just the narrator until I heard the Words of the Unseen.
This second story goes beyond time and place and mixes the long ago with the here and now. Because history keeps repeating, until we learn and do something about it.
Beyond The Looking Glass - Words of the Unseen - Chapter 75
I have to say, Dear Reader, that move to the middle of nowhere is one of the best things that ever happened to me.
Not only because I was able to experience the romance of life off the grid for a few years, but also because it forced me to start working, on myself and on my financial independence.
I reached my financial low there. It was when the car that we desperately needed there broke down.
Forced to find some income I went to the coast, my mother-in-law had landed me a job with a Dutch bar in Torremolinos.
Looking back I see so many red flags there, but I guess I was desperate. After one call with the owner, we agreed I would start in June. That gave me time to find a place to sleep.
Everything needed to be low-budget, this was just to get some liquidity in my empty pockets. I spent our last euros renting a room with some guy and her stepdad dropped me off.
It was just before the season started and the plan was I would stay as long as possible, this meant not seeing my family but Deliah was seemingly fine and promised they would come over.
Of course, they would get a nice weekend all expenses paid in the expensive part of the season while was busting tables. But that idea did not stick around long enough to be truly considered.
Because this owner guy and I, well letยดs say we both did not meet expectations. I am a pretty good bartender or was. But donยดt ask me to run over a beach carrying a tray. That is just not my style, I serve drinks and hold a clean bar with a smile, no matter how busy it gets.
But this was not my kind of job and as we were in the middle of the financial crisis, the number of early tourists was at a low.
I got paid for two and a half days and told to try my luck elsewhere. The money I made paid for the groceries, but I did not even come close to breaking even.
I felt like such a loser paying for the room and the deposit on the room without any guarantees. And like I said, my mother-in-law.....
It would probably take me another six months to see, but anything she arranges will end up in shambles. That is just the kind of energy she releases, I mean if it was my place and I hired a guy through a chat with this woman he would be the first I kicked to the curb.
Deliah did not accept my defeat and told me that I could not come back home, "Go and find a job there, you have paid for that place so go and get one."
My fall from grace could not have been bigger, from a once-celebrated DJ, who worked the bar as well I now was sacked from serving tables.
That evening, after the call with Deliah, standing on the rooftop of that apartment building I was sick of myself.
I felt like the biggest loser, all I wanted was to go home and cry. Hide my face, hide from the shame that I spent our last 300 euros on a failure.
All I wanted was an arm around me telling me it would be okay, what I got was a cold shoulder.
To be honest, I was a big loser. I gambled and I lost. I better against the odds that I would make it. That I could take my family to the south of Spain without a serious plan and come out on top somehow.
"Foolish little boy," Ego told me while I was looking over the edge of that building.
I should have known during those first two years I saw multiple British couples returning home after years in the sun. Simply because they could not make it work.
Starting a new life looks so easy, till you run into trouble. Trouble with the language, trouble with local laws, trouble getting your business off the ground, and all those troubles will impact your mood and your cash flow.
We had very little, we needed very little and our investment was, actually zero. That allowed us to hold out for a while but right now there was nothing left.
We lived off the grid so the the contacts and the odd jobs disappeared. My moped had broken down, which meant that even if I would find some temporary work it needed to be within walking distance.
The car I bought was awesome, or looked awesome but it was probably the worst 1000 euros I ever spent as it died within two months.
This caused me to put down another 2000 euros for a car that at least had some guarantees. If our trusted Mazda 626 would not have failed, we could have lived like we did for years. But the universe had other plans, and it started with draining my bank account far below zero.
Causing more stress, and more fights. We asked around for work, but we were so far out of everyone's way that nothing came from it and here I was a couple of months and plenty of fights later.
It was night and I hated this goddamn town, I hated the sea, the beach, and all these people desperate to make some money from the tourists that did not come.
More than anything, I despised my naรฏve self. Deep down, I always believed that when everything else fell apart, we would return to the Netherlands.
Here on this highrise, it was the first time that I really looked at what that would mean.
What if we went back, back to what?
The safety net of our parents?
Seriously?
We took away their grandchild, and now after an epic fail, I was counting on them to put us up.
They would, I knew they would but then what?
Finding a job, a house, a life, again?
Did I not just do that?
Yes, getting a job would be easier, I had some useless papers and a CV. And then what, I moved out here because I wanted to try something different.
I moved here because, in the Netherlands, I would not be able to do what I had to. That much I knew...but no clue what that meant.
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