YAY! I can finally announce that I’m packing my bags and moving to London town! It’s only been a very recent decision and I feel very unorganised but thats kind of who I am I guess.
Just a few short weeks ago I was on the phone to my dear friend Katie, and at this point I just felt like I was in a bit of a rut. I wasn’t enjoying working in finance, I was always out for something for someone, I hadn’t been studying much, and I was neglecting my yoga practice and I wasn’t really sleeping enough because I’d always have to be somewhere for something and I didn’t really have all that much time to do all the things that I wanted to be doing. So I said “that’s it, I’m moving. I need a fresh start. I need an adventure. I want to explore some stuff, and I need to separate myself from everything that I’ve got going on here and focus on me for a little bit”. Katie replied with a “Fu*k yeah!”.
5 minutes later I was on the phone to my friend Freddie asking him about where was the best place to book flights to the London and by the time 10 minutes had passed I had my ticket booked and paid for. It was exhilarating…
…Then it was scary. I had to tell my family that I was leaving. It took me two days to get the courage up to call an emergency family meeting in the kitchen. Mum was relieved that I wasn’t pregnant (which apparently is the go to when your daughter calls an emergency family meeting) and excited that I was off to follow my hearts meanderings.
So now I’m leaving in early December. First I head to thailand for a week and a half where I will be shooting and swimming and relaxing before heading off to London for my new and exciting adventure. I’m trying my hardest not to make too many plans just yet but I feel like everything is falling together.
Following my bliss.