Travel Motivation

I’m currently in the process of quitting my job, packing up my room, and temporarily uprooting my life (a process which is certainly having it’s ups and downs, something I am trying/am not quite ready/don’t know how to write about yet).

While sorting through my drawers, I came across an old notebook with a note to myself dated May 2017. Old-me must have known I’d need a pick me up.

I know what I want to do now. I want to do something that isn’t what I don’t want to do. 

Which is settling down straight away

Which is getting stuck in a career because I accidentally did. 

I want to itch my itchy feet and take the plunge my parents did – except I had the taste for it from birth and I’m not ready to give it up yet1. Even if the UK does have Yorkshire puddings. 

I want to see the world. Write. Explore – with a purpose. 

1words of a third-culture kid.

 


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