Six weeks til Take Off. Yep, in exactly 44 days I will depart this enthralling city, sailing off on my first long-lasting overseas escapade. The ever so delightful date of April 8 is creeping up on me faster than I expected. I am not going to lie, my mind is racing. The term ‘excited’ just doesn’t cut it. For the next eight months, the journey is going to be my home. And in all truthfulness, I hope my mind never quite breaks off from this exhilarating adventure.
I feel like I am in search of something, but I can’t quite work out what it is. Perhaps I feel the need to find myself. Or work out what exactly is out there in this wild world. Or maybe I am searching for a feeling of satisfaction or fulfilment. Whatever it is, I hope I search the entire world for what I need, and simply return home to find it.
Adventurous and audacious, hazardous and headstrong, wild and wanderlust... My time has finally come, I am ready to be swept off into the depths of this wayward world.
