At 8.50am tomorrow morning I will, hopefully, be sitting on a plane about to take off on a one way adventure that could possibly be a nightmare, but will potentially be the start of something not yet defined. I'm moving my life to the other side of Europe, packed into two suitcases (each weighing less than 23kg I'll have you know) and taking half the contents of my local Boots with me.
I've never lived in another country, i've never lived with Harry and i've never killed a cockroach, so it's safe to say the next few weeks are going to be different. And im not going to lie, im scared. I'm scared of failing, im scared of being lonely and im scared of what's round the corner. I haven't had much luck in the past and i've been pushed to my limits, but I know who my friends are and I know i'm very lucky to have you all. As everyone is probably aware I am a rather emotional person, and I cry at the turn of a tap, so its a good job none of you are coming to the airport with me cause I HATE GOODBYES.
Life's about to be turned upside down, so im going to do the only thing I can. Write about it.
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