Lost...
During our orientation in Melbourne, our guide Darren would say, "Go get lost for awhile" and leave the group to find our own way. Most of the time we walked in circles or from one end to the block and back, never really getting lost or unable to find our way back. I hated the aimless wandering, but as I look back now, at least then I (sort of) knew where I was and knew where I was going. Surprisingly, since I've gotten home and back to all the really familiar things I feel more lost than ever.
I'm not trying to be poetic, but I really do feel lost. Before my trip, I was confident about where I wanted to go in life and how I was going to get there. After living and working in Australia - even for a short amount of time - I'm not quite so sure anymore. I'm still certain that I'm interested in working in communications, but getting a job and staying in Minneapolis for the rest of my life just doesn't have the appeal it used to. The only problem is I don't know what sounds better.
I would seriously consider moving to Australia for a while, although it would be terrifying going alone (Jess and Lindsey talked about it so maybe we could all be roommates!), and I would have to get a work/residency permit - which they purposely make difficult. Even so, I don't think I could live there forever; at what point do I get sick of it and decide to move home?
Part of the problem in being home is that for all that I thought I missed what was familiar, it turns out I miss the unfamiliarity of Sydney more. Moving there wouldn't necessarily solve this problem either because eventually everything becomes familiar and routine. I also don't feel the need to live an extravagant life of traveling the world doing humanitarian type stuff or what have you, but I'm twenty-two and suddenly feel the need to have exciting experiences in my life before I really "grow up." Maybe I'm just avoiding responsibility...
Or Maybe these are all just re-adjustment feelings and I'm really just scared to get a job. It's not important that I have all the answers, but I do like to have a general idea of what I want and I feel uneasy that suddenly I have no idea. Until I figure it out though, I'll just keep reminding myself that everything happens for a reason - I went to Australia for a reason and thus I'm feeling this way for a reason - and I'll just have to wait to see if I can find out why...
I'm not trying to be poetic, but I really do feel lost. Before my trip, I was confident about where I wanted to go in life and how I was going to get there. After living and working in Australia - even for a short amount of time - I'm not quite so sure anymore. I'm still certain that I'm interested in working in communications, but getting a job and staying in Minneapolis for the rest of my life just doesn't have the appeal it used to. The only problem is I don't know what sounds better.
I would seriously consider moving to Australia for a while, although it would be terrifying going alone (Jess and Lindsey talked about it so maybe we could all be roommates!), and I would have to get a work/residency permit - which they purposely make difficult. Even so, I don't think I could live there forever; at what point do I get sick of it and decide to move home?
Part of the problem in being home is that for all that I thought I missed what was familiar, it turns out I miss the unfamiliarity of Sydney more. Moving there wouldn't necessarily solve this problem either because eventually everything becomes familiar and routine. I also don't feel the need to live an extravagant life of traveling the world doing humanitarian type stuff or what have you, but I'm twenty-two and suddenly feel the need to have exciting experiences in my life before I really "grow up." Maybe I'm just avoiding responsibility...
Or Maybe these are all just re-adjustment feelings and I'm really just scared to get a job. It's not important that I have all the answers, but I do like to have a general idea of what I want and I feel uneasy that suddenly I have no idea. Until I figure it out though, I'll just keep reminding myself that everything happens for a reason - I went to Australia for a reason and thus I'm feeling this way for a reason - and I'll just have to wait to see if I can find out why...