Sunday, 9 May 2010

I'm so dizzy...

... my head is spinning.

Spinning like a really spinny thing, if I'm honest. Like a waltzer with a terrifying carny perched atop it, making it go faster, ever faster.

I'm starting to get restless feelings again. Once again I'm torn between putting down some roots or jetting off for a year of travelling. One minute I'm looking at houses and flats, mentally decorating them and planning the housewarming. The next I'm on the Trailfinders website, planning a trip around the world and getting prematurely excited about the places I'd see and the people I'd meet.

I. Don't. Know. What. To. Do.

Will I regret it if I don't go? Will I regret it if I do?

I'm 28. I'm single. I have no real commitments keeping me here (bar my job, which I'm hopeful I could return to afterwards). Is this my last chance to see the world and all its wonders?

I am useless at making decisions, this is the only thing of which I am wholly certain.