Travelling is a strange thing. It seemed so daunting when I first decided I was going to do it. Maybe its the fear of the unknown where everything is terrifying until you experience it. I guess some people are comfortable with what they know, others are ready to jump in and deal with the fear, to realise there's nothing to be scared of.
I realised that now I'm travelling, things begin to seem normal; accents, phrases, temperatures. All of it totally natural and expected. It's not scary anymore because I've seen it, done it and experienced it. I've probably dealt with the worst it could be, right now I'm on top of a mountain where its bitterly cold and when it snows its a blizzard. In a month's time ill be in the worst heat I've ever been and maybe I'll get kicked in the face by a kangaroo.
All this because I decided to jump on a plane. The world isn't that big anymore, people travel everyday. I work withh so many people from different pockets of the world, and we've all travelled to get here.
I also learnt not to think about what I'm leaving behind but only what I'm gaining. Home will always be home and friends will always be friends. Right now I'm in a different world learning, living and creating a new story in my life.
And its awesome.
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