Getting closer

This is for real.  For real real.  I’ve been unemployed for over a week, I have less than a month left to go.  Shit.

 

I guess now would be a good time to pull my head out of my ass and start getting ready for my future life, but I have a feeling that this won’t happen.  I’ve come to realize that I am an extremely lucky person and I really believe that somehow everything will absolutely work out for me when I get there.  Everything always does.  I used to think that catching every red light, always having it rain on my vacations, failing at love, and always losing tons of money on every kind of gamble (including exchange rates…) made me an unlucky person.  Now I see how having such great health, so many wonderful friends, a great family, and an open world of opportunities makes me so very lucky.  Seriously, my life is awesome and always has been.  If you’re reading this, then yours probably is too.  It’s just hard to realize this until you have to say goodbye to all of it.   Even through the hardest times I’ve always had my health and my friends, and as long as they both stay intact I will live a very happy life.

 

Maybe I’m crazy, but I really truly believe that I can just show up in Sydney with no friends, no place to live, no money, and no clue what I want to do with my life and somehow all of the pieces will fall together and I will end up a better happier person.  Am I scared to death to do it?  Yes.  But what’s really scary is that I’m probably right.

 

For now I’m doing my best to enjoy what time I have left in the states.  These last few weeks have been very interesting and I have a feeling it is going to get more interesting.  Some of this might be “bad” interesting, but I’ll deal with that when/if it happens.  For now I’m having fun.  Lots and lots of fun!

 

I should probably think about going to sleep some time soon.  It’s past 3 am and I’m laying on a friend’s couch in Harrisburg after a wedding and a fun night out in town.  Life is good.