It is difficult to leave behind the people at work, with whom I've spent the larger part of my life for such a long time.
It is difficult to leave behind a steady job, and the fortnightly payments that provide me with a sense of financial security.
It is difficult to leave behind my friends and relatives here, and I wish we had caught up more often.
It is difficult to give up the lease on my little apartment in South Yarra, and it is difficult to leave Melbourne, for I have come to see it as my home.
Yet, despite all these elements tugging at my heartstrings, I feel it would be a mistake if I continued with my routine. The past seven years have gone by fast, with each year going by even quicker than the one before.
My life right now, right here, is great. I am happy. Yet I am also restless, wanting more. Wanting to break free from the 9 to 5, to do something a little different, to explore more of what I can do beyond the cubicle.
I am afraid that if I stay, I will wake up one day another seven years later, wondering where all that time has gone. Wondering if things could have been different, if only I had been willing to take a risk.
And for years, Simon has yearned to travel. Not just for a few weeks every year. No, a few months, at least. With the option for an extension. Perhaps even with the option of being a digital nomad, travelling indefinitely.
So here we are, doing this together. The world is out there, and it's waiting for us.
|Stepping into the unknown.|