Photo: A view of Perth, Australia from LonelyPlanet
If you know me at all, you’ll know that I don’t plan my life very far in advance. I also change my mind every five minutes about what I want to do when I’m older. Apparently the time has come around where I have to think about that and set my path in stone.
The truth is, I still don’t quite know. In my mind, there is still so much time to discover that and rather have my life set in stone so young, I’d rather mould it into my own as I go along, learn from mistakes and better myself. I’ve never been the type to overachieve or hide under the radar. I have always simply gotten along just fine, just like everyone else. I have never been a prodigy child and I think even my family is aware of that!
So what I’ve decided to do is run away for a while. Run away, away from expectations and distractions and just really think about my future. So my friends and I have decided to do a year working visa in Australia next year. Which suits me just fine, I have always dreamed of going to the land down under and living my dreams with my best friends at my side will give me all the confidence to figure things out or at least star in an episode of Home and Away.
I’m in no rush to figure out my life, I simply enjoy living it right now with my friends. All my life I have felt that I’ve chased milestones. I must finish school, I must go to college, now I must find a job involving the course I’m doing, I must persue that career, I must get promoted. Bla bla bla bla bla. I’m afraid that once I’ve finished chasing, I’ll look back on my life, realise I’m 80 years old and discover that I never truly stopped to enjoy my life as it was. I will not be a pawn for the world to work me for worthless paper and coins until I die. I refuse.
I am most certainly not a robot, I will always be in persuit for a new passion, a new dream and I enjoy that way of living. Sorry ’bout it!
I hope to use this platform next year to inform my change of lifestyle and give a little insight for those thinking of doing a working visa. Perhaps others can learn from my mistakes and have fun reading them!
Thanks for reading my ramblings. I’m sure they don’t make sense.