*Disclaimer-it's a bit more personal than the others so skip it if you don't care to read my ranting*
I'm alive & well enough.
The previous job, for which I hotel-hopped extensively, didn't really work out so I've been bumming around in the region since mid-April. At least I got to see my friends, some of whom I haven't seen for years, in the region.
Where I am at the moment isn't as important as where I'll be going in less than a week-Wellington, New Zealand.
Yep, it's finally happening.
A year in the making; I couldn't make up my mind until the very last minute(about 11 hrs ago) when I had to book the flight ticket to enter the country by the 17th, which is when my visa expires.
Basically, I've been driving myself to the brink of madness with this decision for the past few months. Many people have expressed their envious feelings towards my extensive traveling & living abroad and while I don't want to sound ungrateful, I'm sick of moving around so much; I'm sick of not knowing where I am when I'm wake up in a dazed state, sick of being a stranger everywhere I go.
I'm ready to "settle down," by which I mean I want a place to call home with a library, a darkroom and a washing machine(don't ask; it's a NY thing). I can't figure out exactly where I want to live at the moment. I miss NY, it's a part of me that I will always miss, but I just can't do it at the moment. I've been dreaming about London for so long that I'm afraid it won't live up to my imagination & expectation. It is truly my albion that if it doesn't work out, I'd feel hopelessly lost and utterly shattered.
So while Wellington is a temporary plan for now(a year or two) I hope to make the best of it, even though I'm quite apprehensive about heading down there without knowing anyone or having a job or a residence, so far away from everyone. If anything, I'm hoping All Blacks + Rugby World Cup will keep me sufficiently distracted from over-thinking too much.
Friends far away-thank you so much for all your crazy emails + messages. They made me grin gormlessly, laugh loudly at a socially-unacceptable decibel level, cry a few tears & kept merelatively sane through the lonely time(I should probably pursue a career in cheesy ballad songwriting). I miss some of you very much. Not everyone though, let's be real.
Friends that I saw in recent months-thank you for keeping me company & entertained, even though I was a sulking bore most of the time.
Random readers-I'm looking for a job as an marketing/PR communications consultant, ideally in international development sector. Here's my Linkedin CV/resume, so contact me if you know a suitable position for me in Wellington!(or anywhere in the world) I'll also start working on a new creative project once I get settled so hit me up if you have an interesting proposal/idea!
p.s. This is where I am. Well, about 889km+ up northeast from where the picture was taken.
I'm alive & well enough.
The previous job, for which I hotel-hopped extensively, didn't really work out so I've been bumming around in the region since mid-April. At least I got to see my friends, some of whom I haven't seen for years, in the region.
Where I am at the moment isn't as important as where I'll be going in less than a week-Wellington, New Zealand.
Yep, it's finally happening.
A year in the making; I couldn't make up my mind until the very last minute(about 11 hrs ago) when I had to book the flight ticket to enter the country by the 17th, which is when my visa expires.
Basically, I've been driving myself to the brink of madness with this decision for the past few months. Many people have expressed their envious feelings towards my extensive traveling & living abroad and while I don't want to sound ungrateful, I'm sick of moving around so much; I'm sick of not knowing where I am when I'm wake up in a dazed state, sick of being a stranger everywhere I go.
I'm ready to "settle down," by which I mean I want a place to call home with a library, a darkroom and a washing machine(don't ask; it's a NY thing). I can't figure out exactly where I want to live at the moment. I miss NY, it's a part of me that I will always miss, but I just can't do it at the moment. I've been dreaming about London for so long that I'm afraid it won't live up to my imagination & expectation. It is truly my albion that if it doesn't work out, I'd feel hopelessly lost and utterly shattered.
So while Wellington is a temporary plan for now(a year or two) I hope to make the best of it, even though I'm quite apprehensive about heading down there without knowing anyone or having a job or a residence, so far away from everyone. If anything, I'm hoping All Blacks + Rugby World Cup will keep me sufficiently distracted from over-thinking too much.
Friends far away-thank you so much for all your crazy emails + messages. They made me grin gormlessly, laugh loudly at a socially-unacceptable decibel level, cry a few tears & kept me
Friends that I saw in recent months-thank you for keeping me company & entertained, even though I was a sulking bore most of the time.
Random readers-I'm looking for a job as an marketing/PR communications consultant, ideally in international development sector. Here's my Linkedin CV/resume, so contact me if you know a suitable position for me in Wellington!(or anywhere in the world) I'll also start working on a new creative project once I get settled so hit me up if you have an interesting proposal/idea!
p.s. This is where I am. Well, about 889km+ up northeast from where the picture was taken.
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