Tomorrow marks a month since my return to Australia from the UK, and this past month has been a bit of a whirlwind. It’s one thing to be incredibly happy when you have no responsibility and you’re surrounded by others with no responsibility; when the biggest stress of your day is what time you’ll head down to the beach, and what beer you’re going to take with you. The real challenge is when you’re catapulted back into your reality, when that freedom to do whatever you want with your days is suddenly gone, and when you’re left with a little bit of cash and a whole lot of desire to continue travelling. How do we motivate ourselves, and work to keep our sunny, go-lucky attitude? To be perfectly honest, I have no idea, but each day I am working towards this goal.
My time in the UK was incredible, however I always knew that coming home would be wonderful too. This wasn’t exactly how it was, obviously it was amazingly wonderful to see my beautiful friends and family (AND NEW NIECE), but holy moly did I struggle in regards to getting back into the swing of things. I felt as though I needed to re-fall in love with Melbourne, and to be frank, I felt pretty lonely. I’m an Arts graduate, and as many of my fellow Arts students would know, it’s not the easiest thing in the world to find work especially if, like me, you have no idea what it is you actually want to do. It’s easy to sit behind a computer and tell people that they need to relax, and ride the wave of life, but to practice what you preach is an entirely different ball game. For those of you who are feeling the same as I am, I just want to say that it’s okay to be lost, and it’s okay to feel a bit disillusioned by the world; just like my very first blog post, embrace the unpredictability as much as you can.
Yesterday, as I boarded the train to go and see my sister, I was pleasantly surprised to see a dear friend of mine heading in the same direction. Sometimes in life we have conversations that we know we’ll remember for the rest of our lives, and the one I had with him was one of those. I strongly believe that you should always hold onto friends who inspire you, and boy oh boy did he inspire me. Phrases like, ‘you’re very lucky to be one of those people who doesn’t know what she wants, because now you get to figure it out,’ and ‘it’s really special to feel like you can give everything a go,’ were thrown around, and suddenly I felt an innate sense of calm. Sometimes you can’t be the only one reminding yourself that it’s okay to not know where you’re headed, sometimes we need that reassurance from our friends, AND THAT IS FINE, in fact it’s more than fine, it’s HEALTHY!
This blog post has been a bit of a jumble, so I guess it matches the state of my employment, but the main message is, it’s okay to struggle to take your own advice sometimes, give yourself a break. The world is crazy, so hold onto those close to you (whether they’re down the road, or on the other side of the world), tell them you love them, surprise them, love yourself and keep on keeping on. Life is far too short to be a bad person, it’s far too short to beat yourself down for not knowing exactly what you want to do with the rest of your life, and it’s far too short to not try and experience every single thing that you can!
Go out and live fam xoxo