New beginnings don't start without an ending and so I'll begin my writings from a place called Limbo. I've just left Bristol and am currently in London town until I leave.
I have to say that although I am certain this is the right decision I find myself feeling strangely guilty/excited/scared/teary/selfish and all sorts of weird emotions moulded into one. I guess I'm not very good at endings.
I'm leaving everything behind. My friends, my work, my family. I suppose from that point of view I shouldn't be so hard on myself.
Anyway I hope this blog isn't too boring a read. I've started this as many do to document my journey but more importantly to remember many years from now - this moment - when I was young and foolish enough to jack everything in for this crazy dream of travelling around the world.
For when I'm an old and cynical old gal.
