In my writing class, we start each session with what is known as free writing. You sit for ten minutes and write whatever it is that comes in to your head. Pen constantly on the paper. It doesn't even have to make sense. Its just whatever is in your head on paper, connecting your thought to your hand.
Here's my mind on October 25th.
What shall I do?
I have a whole world of opportunity available to me. I love Melbourne and I could easily stay here for the rest of my life if there were the right circumstances. Obviously right now I'm working in hospitality which is not my ideal or desired scenario but I am travelling after all. I think I've forgotten that fact.
Everyone, well not everyone but a lot of people I'm meeting or know are here for the long haul. They've moved or relocated here for some reason or another and I think perhaps being around people with these long term plans is making me think more of longevity than what I've had done before.
So, ok. Yes I love Melbourne. I'm perfectly happy here. Its a great place and I'm having a lot of fun. My writing class is great and so is going to the gym. Even all the drinking and socialising is brilliant. After all I am holiday! Although Marcin , my manager at work, would probably argue with that last point!
So for the future, what are my plans? Am I going to stay in Melbourne? Am I going to travel East or West? What about New Zealand, Fiji, even Asia... Cambodia, Vietnam? How about South America or even Latin America?
Then there's that road trip across the US, when shall I do that? I could get a Canadian WHV too or do I want to stay here in Oz for a few more years? There's so many questions. So many unanswered questions. When am I going to answer these questions? Will they ever be answered? I can't even answer that right now.
When the subject of the future comes up my mind draws a blank.
So Miss Field, what career do you see yourself in? Blank.
So what about lifestyle? Do you see your future family? Blank.
So where will you end up? Blank.
What about your friends, when will you see them again? Blank.
What do you want out of life? Well I guess I could answer that one. Not with the response you want though. I think I want to enjoy myself. I want to have fun. I want to love and be loved. I want to feel safe and satisfied. I just want to look back and to not have regretted anything.
