So yeah, I've kind of quit my job.
And I'm moving to Kenya.
But I don't really have a plan to show you.
That's scary.
I just decided that I'd had enough of telling everyone else to get out there and make the most of life when I wasn't really doing that myself for 8 hours a day every weekday. When you work in travel, you're SURROUNDED by other people telling you what their amazing plans are, and I'm like 'Oh yay that's amazing you'll have the best time' but inside I'm having the biggest tantrum thinking 'BUT I WANT TO GO THERE' - and then I realise that I CAN.
Don't get me wrong, I like my job but jobs will still be there next year, and for THE REST OF MY LIFE. It's too easy to get scared of what's out there and talk yourself into staying put. Now is the time to get out there and have some adventures.
Before I grow roots.
While I have the chance.
While I have my health.
And looks. Shah.
I'd hate to look back and see this as my window of opportunity and know that I didn't take the chance to get out there when I could.
So yep. I'm moving to Kenya on December 28th and I'll see what happens from there. Come on Universe, give me everything you've got.
