After three months on this island I call home,
I see how lightheartedly I left home and all things I could trace by heart under my fingertips,
landed on the other side of the world to untangle my collection of knots,
and gave myself a one-year-long break from growing up, snoozing alarms and expensive pilates classes.
I’ve finally realised that you don’t need to have it all figured out yet,
that if you want to go from A to B, you don’t necessarily have to go through the paved path, that it’s o.k. to stumble into wrong jobs,
long-term hostel stays
and people who won’t stick around.
So here’s to another handful of months of temporary jobs, cereals for dinner and
late nights spent booking flights.
Here’s to giving myself another shot to prove myself wrong,
not all things are meant to be the way you were taught.
you can change the flow of your days and find your way to reach point B
It can be fun letting go of right and wrong, a stable income and a balanced diet,
and trust your guts.
You may end up in the right place
at the right time.