You could be watching a film, or reading a book and you realise that you've wasted so much time being what you thought you were supposed to be rather than what you knew you could be. And you just want to do something but there's something holding you back.
There is always something holding me back.
I think I'm not the only one either.
We all think that we have something tying us the the earth we tread daily. We're all tied down to what we know. To what we're comfortable with. To the everyday. We're tied to our commitments, to our responsibilities because we know what to expect. I think there are very few of us that actually like surprises. We hold on to the everyday because the alternative frightens us. Who wants to be without the security of a job. Without the security of a steady income - even if you don't have children or loved ones to support.
I can't imagine just leaving my job to travel the world - alone.
I feel like I need to search for something. But it seems pointless to go in search of god-knows-what. I seems like a waste. I tried it. Unsuccessfully. I went to the other side of the world and back, and I don't feel any different. I don't think I am any different.
You know when people go and come back and say 'I don't feel any different' but you can tell that they've changed... I don't think I have. That is the genuine truth. And I don't really know what to do about it.
Do I try again?
The problem is. I, like so many am tied to my everyday dirt.
I could make excuses, like 'It's a small company and my leaving would make a big impact.' or 'I can't afford it'. But the truth is, an adventure can take a day. There's no need to take weeks. I suppose you just have to go for it.
