Nov 15, 2008 16:13
I don't care if I'm intelligent or not. I don't particularly care if I have money in the future, enough to get by on, yes, but I don't want to be rich... What I want most out of life is fun. I want to be carefree, spontaneous... I want to dance through St Marcus (?) square in Venice, and stand on the eiffel tower and spin, with a big summery skirt going fwooh around me! I want to ride an elephant in Thailand and work on a cruise ship in the mediterranean. I could go to Turkey, or Chile, or Iceland even and it would be so exciting. Every day would be new.
The most exciting thing to me would be constant change. I want to move around, with a suitcase of belongings, doing whatever I can do to make a bit of money to live on. Pick fruit, work in a cafe or make beds at a hotel I don't care. And then when I've saved enough, I'll move somewhere else. I could stay a year in Italy, maybe a couple of months in Austria again... a short cafe job in Paris and then onto an ice cream shop in... I dunno... the Netherlands, or something. Everywhere I went, I'd meet new people, I'd learn a new language, and I'd learn a new culture, then move on.
That's how I want to live my life. I don't want to be stuck in one place forever, it gives me too much time to think and dwell on complicated issues.
Staying in one place makes me think I have to live a stable life in that one place, with a house (and a mortgage), with a husband and two kids who live in the same house their whole lives. I'd be stuck in the same job day in day out, and be scared to change because by that stage I'll be in the mindset that change is hard, being spontaneous is just not worth it. I don't want to end up like that. I don't want to be tied down to a boring lifestyle. I want to have the freedom to move around if I want to, 'quite spontaneously.' (heh, Mamma Mia.) I want to have the freedom and the space to say "I think I'll move to France next month."
Sometimes I'm at work, washing dishes and planning how easy it would be to just leave and go somewhere else. The biggest rush of my life so far is organising to go to Prague. It was such a rush, having achieved it, and I felt crazy because it wasn't all perfectly organised, there were hiccups, but we did it and it was amazing. I felt free and happy and spontaneous.
I love the feeling when I think about doing something scary (for me it was a drop thing at Rainbows end, and I'm terrified of heights) and I think "screw it, I don't care I'm going to do it anyway." and I'm terrified but for me, it's crazy that I did it, and I'm still proud of doing that. If I had been thinking rationally I'd never have done it.
I'm going to travel. Nothing can stop me, I need out of this little valley haha, as much as I love that NZ is small and isolated and it's relaxing... it's still small, and there's SO much more out there that I want to know about. It makes me all excited just thinking about it... I'm gonna take over the world in a billowing pink skirt, WOOHOO!!!
I'm going to make my life exciting.
One day.