Im moving next week... to a new city..to a new life!!! to a new apartment.. to new everything... Im freaking out..
I have been in Cyprus for almost two years now...and my life has been so unstable here. Correction, my professional life. I worked as a waitress, project assistant, research assistant, independent trainer, primary school teacher, music teacher, nanny and animator at the museum (latest "achievement"). I havent been able to stay anywhere long enough.. And I have yet to experience the feeling of satisfaction and fulfillment that you get when you are doing a job you love (But I did experience that feeling somewhere... where was it? ah.. in New York...)
As for love life... well.. I dont want to go there... Countless meaningless dates and now a doubtful relationship... Lets not go there...
My friends have been a reference point I guess.. But then again, I havent been much of a friend.. always too busy... too tired to go out... not in a mood to see people most of the time... Surprising I have any friends left at all!
I feel like a complete failure. I have been in Cyprus for two years, didnt actually managed to "build" anything for myself, and now Im going away again for six months... looking for what exactly? another experience?
Ok, lets change the point of view. Cyprus didnt really work for me this time. Maybe it will the next.. But in the meantime, Im out chasing something else (again). Im moving to a beautiful city, to do an interesting job.. My love for life will come back.. my excitement and my passion for things will re-emerge.. I ll have a chance to re-define myself, finally. Get out of this crappy shape that I have imposed to myself for the last months..
Im feeling alive again, just thinking about it.. and whatever comes, I ll just have to face it.
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