Something To Look Forward To..

This picture right here is one of the locations that I'll be visiting when I leave for my travels in less than 11 weeks.. Excited? Oh yes!

I've titled this blog 'Something To Look Forward To' because the adventure that awaits my friend & I in the New Year really is something for us to look forward to. 

As I've explained in previous posts, my life feels as if it has been a bit of a roller coaster ride over the last few months and I've often wondered where I'm going in life and what I'm doing with the time I have.

Currently I am spending most of my time at work in order to earn enough money to pay for my travels. It's resulted in a pretty boring period of time for me, but I know that it will be worth it and that I have 3 months off to look forward to so I can't really complain! 

With regards to a certain relationship (or should I say lack of), I'm just trying to take each day as it comes and not expect myself to get over it instantly.

It may have been because of my age or the fact that I've never really devoted myself entirely, but previous relationships have never really had much of an impact on me upon reaching their shelf life. This one has been completely different though, and I don't know why they call it 'heart' ache because my whole body has hurt over the last couple of months.

But slowly I'm getting there and I know that I will be alright. It feels so good to be able to type that and know that I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. Regardless of the fact that the light is only very faint at the moment, I am confident that I will reach it in good time. 

I went through a phase where I struggled to feel happy. I've written before about how happiness is an emotion and not a destination, and although I wasn't attempting to reach a destination, I was seriously struggling to find any emotion that felt at all like happiness. This scared me so much that I it seemed to restart my emotions because one day I woke up and knew that feeling unhappy was going to get me nowhere in life and suddenly my happy emotion came back to me.

Of course there are still times when I am not happy, I think I would be alien like if I was content all of the time. But it's nice to know that my happiness is never too far away from me.

So, with something to look forward to in a matter of weeks (76 days to be precise), I'm feeling optimistic about how things are beginning to pan out for me.

I've learnt over the last three or four months that we can't control fate or destiny, and that sometimes things just happen because they happen. It's widely believed that everything happens for a reason, and I truly believe this. We may never know what the reason is, but there is always an explanation for why something has turned out the way it has.

Reading back over the posts I have written since beginning this blog, I am proud of myself for how my outlook on life has changed and how I have developed as a person, even in such a short period of time.

Each day needs to be something that we look forward to and make the most of. I can't say that I'm excited to get up early for work in the morning, or the morning after that, but by making the most of the next couple of months, I will in turn reap the benefits by enjoying three months in Asia and Australia.

And that really is something that I am looking forward to.

Me, Myself And I

Once again, I seem to have taken an absence from my blog. My head is currently filled with so many thoughts and emotions that it has been almost impossible to put them to one side and focus on a post.

So instead of attempting to banish everything from my mind so that I can write clearly, I've decided to use my thoughts and channel them into this post.

I've used the title 'Me, Myself And I' because over the last few days I seem to have lost my way a little bit and although I promised myself that I would make a conscious effort to focus on my own happiness, I am definitely not doing this.

Recent circumstances have led to me becoming quite a weak person and too dependant on other people. Although there is nothing wrong with each of us experiencing moments of weakness and the need to rely on other people, neither of these things sit very comfortably with me. I've always been a fairly strong individual and haven't let my emotions get me down or hold me back, so feeling weak and reliant is not something I enjoy.

I think that the image above is wholly accurate in it's statement; We cannot expect others to love us if we do not love ourselves. If we don't appreciate ourselves and care for how we feel, how can we expect other people to appreciate and care for us? Simple answer; We can't.

With regards to one or two aspects of my life, I feel that I know what I want. But with these decisions comes many a consqueunce.
By wearing my heart on my sleeve, I have put myself in a vulnerable position, despite being wholly aware that I'm more likely to get hurt rather than end up happy.
Why am I doing this? Because I am experiencing severe levels of weakness and am yet to find the strength to put myself first and to love myself.

So, what am I going to do about it?!

Well, I need to get out of this rut because I am a true believer that life is too short to spend time being unhappy or worrying about how things are going to work out.
I need to find the strength that I know I possess, and in turn, prioritise my feelings and not allow others to mess with them and hurt me. 

In order be loved, respected and appreciated, I need to be capable of loving, respecting and appreciating myself first. 

For the next few days, I'm going to attempt to take time out from worrying about other people and instead focus on how I feel about myself, and realise that the most important individuals right now are me, myself and I.

The Curse Of Sleepy

I wonder how many of us can get through the day without feeling tired.

I have a regular sleeping pattern; I always aim to be in bed at a sensible hour and I get up at the same time each morning. But due to the fact that I never sleep through the night without waking up, I tend to begin my mornings counting down the hours until bedtime rather than feeling fresh and eager to cease the day.

Since deciding to go travelling in the New Year, I have become a bit of a slave to work in order to save enough money. For the last month or so, I've worked between 10 and 12 hours most days, and am yet to have a whole day off. I work one job until lunchtime and then have about an hour long break before starting my second job. During that break I almost always resort to having a nap.

A NAP!! I sound like a baby..!!

However, as today is the start of the rest of my life, I am determined to not rely on sleep as much as I previously have. (And as I write this, I really am trying hard to not think about how heavy my eyelids feel!)

Glancing at an old magazine last night, I read an interview with Jamie Oliver something that he said gave me inspiration and has in turn, inspired this post. His statement was along the lines of how he has taught his mind and body to not be affected by tiredness. Thank you Jamie, this is now my plan of action!

Over recent weeks, I have used my tiredness as an excuse to come home from work, chill out and go to bed. Due to this, it seems that I have become a bit of a social recluse.
However much I love my sleep, I can't live life to the full when I'm in the land of nod and I don't want to look back on my life and wish I'd done more with the time that I had.

Now I'm not saying I am going to deny myself the odd little nap once in a while, especially as they are actually meant to be good for you! But I'm going to try my hardest to cease as many opportunities as I can each day. Sleep can wait until I have lived each day to the maximum.

It's The Simple Things In Life..

Reading back over my posts, there seems to be a bit of a pattern  of feelings and emotions hiding behind my words.

I have always been someone who reads in between the lines, and I can often be found guilty for making meaning out of nothing. This is why the way I write is almost code language; If you deconstruct it enough you will find that almost everything I say is a metaphor for how I am feeling at the time of writing.

A friend of mine who clearly knows me too well, took one glance at my posts and knew that I was writing the way I was because of my dislike to my recent single status. They saw instantaneously that my words are a way of helping me cope with and understand my feelings and that I'm using them as an aid for recovery.

I like to think that I have stayed pretty upbeat with what I have written, and am yet to become dramatic and claim that my life is over. But I suppose most people are inspired by their experiences, and this is clearly an experience that has inspired me to write.

So, let me explain why 'It's The Simple Things In Life' is the title for my most recent post.

I've come to realise that I don't want to become someone who asks for a lot in life. I don't mean that I won't ask a lot of myself as I take my journey through life, but I don't want to ask a lot from other people.

Once again, I seem to be writing ever so slightly in code. Sorry - Bad habit. Let me try and say what I'm trying to say without hiding behind what I type.
Basically, I don't want to rely on other people for my own happiness. I'm fully aware that I will never be free of peoples opinions having a slight impact on me, but I don't want to  rely solely on the hope that everyone will be nice to me and about me just so I can feel happy.

And to deconstruct that even further, I don't want to rely on a man for happiness. When was it that women decided that we needed men in order to be happy?!

I know that I can be completely happy by myself but I suppose I have forgotten that as it's been a while since I have been fully on my own.
I think that being alone is something I've never really thought that I would enjoy. And if I'm honest, a part of me hasn't enjoyed it over the last couple of months, but I'm slowly beginning to see that there are positive aspects to it as well.

But still I haven't written about the simple things in life..

All I want is someone who fights for me, who will go out on a limb to make me happy and treats me with respect.

I'm not saying that I'm looking for that right now;  'Me time' is certainly what I need at the moment, but it's simple little things like that which I look for.

But I'm not going to wait for someone with those qualities to come along in order to make me happy; I make my own happiness.

If The Wind Will Not Soar, Take To The Oars..

Since beginning my blog, I have always been quick to write my next post, but over the last few days I've actually been really stumped; or should I say that I've been experiencing 'writers block'?! 
Just a few minutes ago, I read a quote which gave me inspiration and I have used it to title this post; 'If the wind will not soar, take to the oars'. 


I'm guilty of giving something a go once and then giving up pretty quickly if it doesn't go as planned. However I've begun to realise that by giving up so easily, I'm not taking a very proactive approach to life.


I'm currently experiencing something where the wind hasn't blown in my direction, I've used the oars and now I'm looking for something else, anything else, to get what I want. (I'm aware that statement may make me feel spoilt and that I always get my own way; I don't mean for it to sound like that, and trust me, I very rarely get my own way!)
But once again, I've found myself wondering if I should give up. Surely there's only so much can you expect of yourself before you realise that you cannot do any thing else and cannot give any more.


Failure is not something that a typical human enjoys very much, I know that I certainly don't. Yet I think that we often give ourselves a hard time for not achieving what we wanted to, despite the fact that we have given it our all.
It is suggested that failure is not an option, but I think we need to understand that sometimes success isn't an option either, and that's okay. 


But just for the record, I won't be giving up just yet.. Does any one have a spare outboard engine??