Thursday, June 18, 2009

It's still pretty hard

Almost all of the time I'm reminiscing about living somewhere else.

Back at the beach where I spent my college days in Santa Barbara? Living in Nice, France, on the beach as a student studying abroad? In the middle of a residential community in the hills of Antibes, France, where I taught English for a year? Traveling through Europe a number of times during my life?

I really want to keep traveling. I don't want to be fixed stationary in one place. I don't want to keep doing the same job day-in and day-out because it's "safe." I want to explore, travel for work, become physically exhausted every day but know that I've seen everything.

I mean, I'm only 24 and I'm not married.... now's the time for job like that more than ever.

But since I committed to a full-time position in the athletics department, that dream's going to have to wait. How much longer? I'm not sure. But I do know the longer I postpone it, the less realistic it becomes. And let's not talk about how badly I want to write books and become a published author. I've got stories and stories piled up, waiting to be put together on paper and bound up for sale.

Sometimes I wish I could fast forward momentarily to see how it's all going to end up and whether or not my dreams will come true.

But in the meantime, I realized I've yet to post my new condo pictures and I've been there for over a month. So rest assured that when I come back from being at home for Father's Day this weekend, I'll get right on that and show you all the progress on my new (temporary I hope) home!

1 comment:

BlondeInFrance said...

I'm so the same! Even within France I've moved around, and as much as I like the new apartment, I keep thinking about the next one! We just have traveler's spirits I guess.