Attitude is the difference between an ordeal and an adventure – Bob Bitchin.
When I look back on 2017, I can’t believe how far away Australia, Bali and Singapore seem. The last half of the year seems like an eternity – a completely different life. It really does feel like travelling across the other side of the world multiple times within a couple of months was a lifetime ago. Perhaps that is because of my undulating pessimistic perception of life as of late. I’ve been on a hamster wheel with nothing big to look forward to. When I say “big”, I mean a plane ride to the other side of the world for something as equally terrifying as it is exciting. Travel is something I have been thinking about more and more of late, but it just doesn’t seem as feasible at this point in my life like it did this time two years ago.
Even the months before I flew to Australia, there was a buzzing excitement within me. I worked night and day, spending more time out of the house than in it, and even made time to blog a lot more than I do now. It was because I had a focus. An aim. Every penny of my tips from my pub work went into a smashable jar that I didn’t look inside of until a couple of days before I flew. I remember breaking two of the jars – as well as opening a third full of notes – with my parents and counting out everything that I had saved. I saved a lot of money within less than a year. Everything I worked for paid off because I had a physical reminder of it all. Yes, that money dwindled extremely quickly when I arrived in Sydney and road tripped up the east coast, but it didn’t matter because it was one of the best experiences of my life.
During my travels in Bali, even before then, I started to make a plan for when I returned to England. I needed something to look forward to once more, something to aim for in the long and short run, otherwise I’d end up feeling lost and having no idea where my life was heading. Well, I did have a plan and now I’m not so sure of it any more which has left me battling a lot of mixed emotions this past month alone. When I say I think I’m going through a quarter life crisis, I really don’t think I’m exaggerating. I think the scariest thing for me is the not-having-a-plan part. I live and breathe plans, diaries, organisers and to do lists. I have to do lists of to do lists as well as future plans written in all forms of my diary. But, finding the quote that opens this blog post has put me in a different perspective this Monday morning. Maybe this part of my life, however crazy it feels at times and however deflated and unhappy I feel, is an adventure. It doesn’t seem exciting right now because I feel like I’ve backpedalled rather than leaped forward into unknown territory. Maybe it could be an adventure, but not as fun as a real one that I had my sights set on just a couple of weeks back.
An adventure doesn’t have to mean flying to far away destinations. I just seem to associate the two together because it’s the inner-travel-junkie in me to do so. It’s because I know that I’m not going to be visiting any new countries any time soon too. Adventure could mean a move to a different city; a new relationship; starting a new hobby; starting a family; a change in career and many other things. All I know is I need something to look forward to. I’ve tasted the experience of a huge whirlwind of an adventure in travel and in love and in blogging, and I want more.
Are you in need of a new adventure? Where’s your life heading right now? Are you excited for the future?
Love, Faye xo
Dress – Topshop ; Location – Aphrodite Sands Apartments, Mandria, Cyprus.