Thursday, August 04, 2005
The travel is difficult on your relationships with loved ones, unless they are coming along with you, which may not be possible. ~ Tim Cahill
I'm seized by wanderlust again. It came and went earlier this year, and then I settled into this routine. However, due to recent events it's once again firmly in my mind.
I want to go to Australia.
I need to go to Australia.
I have to go to Australia.
My life is very kosher here. Nothing major to complain about, I have a roof over my head, food in my belly, a wonderful man that adores me and I'm relatively happy. So why I am seized with the unrelenting desire to travel and see the world? I know that it's hard migrating to a foreign country, and yet at the same time I'm thrilled with the expectation of forging into the unknown.
My nursing license came in the mail from Australia a few months ago. I have to find a job, interview, get a visa and buy my ticket. I probably won't end up going until mid-January but even so, I'm so excited just with the prospect. I embrace life changes...at least I try to, and it's been a litany in my head ever since I realized that I could go.
The only drawback is my family and friends. I'm very close to them and know that it will be a rough transition and I'll probably blame myself a thousand and one times for the separation. I know that I'm going to miss them like crazy, every minute of every day, and yet...I still want to go.
What to do...what to do....
at 11:36 PM