This time next week, I’ll be waking up in a land far, far away. I would have endured a 14-hour flight to start a short adventure on my first solo trip. And you know what, I am excited, no, ecstatic. I’m buzzing and counting down the days. Although to be honest, my to do list is looking extremely loose. I’ve prepared the most important things.
Dear Young me,
You’re now 19 and decided to go far away from everyone that you know and start a new leaf. Don’t worry; the friends who are meant to stay around will stay, others, well, it’s best to say that life gets in the way. Right now, I know it’s scary, you’re completely alone for the first time in your life, but that was why you did it, wasn’t it?
You wanted to conquer your fear head on – it pays off.
I can’t believe how fast time is moving. When I was travelling on my year out of uni, I practically had no sense of time. Time did not constrain me. I booked flight when I wanted, and returned when I wanted (as long as it didn’t make my bank account bleed too much). Now that I am working, I think about time almost all the time.