It’s been a month since my last post.
A whole month.
It’s safe to say I’ve been pretty neglectful of this little blog. And I’m sorry. Sorry for me. Because writing this blog gives me so much pleasure. Documenting my Italian journey, trying to make sense of this mad experience. Dedicating myself to this style of writing rather than focusing purely on my professional and freelance work. I want to see it grow, become something more. So finding no time in my schedule to commit to it? Yeah, it’s been a bit of a bummer.
A lot has changed. Outside of my full time position my mornings and evenings are swamped with freelancing. Trying to save every single penny in a desperate attempt to build some sort of fund. Increasing my portfolio and getting my name out there. Making the most of weekends, since the truth is, I haven’t got many left in this beautiful city.
Because that’s the other thing. The kind of big, terrifying, ‘am I really doing this‘ thing.
In two months time, I am leaving Florence,
In two months time, I am leaving Florence because I am moving to Australia.
I’m not sure it’s really sunk in yet. That i’ll be taking off halfway around the world… this time with no job waiting for me.
Sometimes I think it’s crazy. Sometimes I think it’s genius.
When I left Cardiff to come to Italy, it was mostly because I was unhappy. I was searching for something more, a way to escape a pretty dark time.
Leaving Florence has nothing to do with being unhappy. That I cannot stress enough. I am absolutely head over heels in love with this city, and I always will be. Not a day goes by when I don’t count my lucky stars that I am here, that I am living it. Florence is my home. Here a part of my soul will always remain.
My life has changed in ways I can’t imagine in the past 7 months. The things I have seen and done. The people I have met. The way I see the world.
I didn’t think I would last more than 3 months. And, honestly, it was never intended to be a permanent thing.
The way I see it? If my very existence has transformed so drastically just from coming here, who’s to say it won’t keep changing for the better by experiencing a totally new culture?
I want to stay out of my comfort zone. I want to keep challenging myself.
I want to see more.
So on September 14, I will board a flight to Sydney. For the first time in what feels like forever, I will not be living the 9-5 life. I’ll be taking a big old break from that, finding some casual work (beach bar anyone?) whilst I develop a business plan that I am damn excited about.
I have no idea how long I will stay. I have no idea what will happen after. Maybe this will be it. Australia will be my ever after.
But for once? I’m not thinking about the long haul. I’m learning to embrace the here and now. Whatever happens… happens.
I’m following my gut with this one. I’m going to take another step into the unknown.
So, wish me luck! I think I’m going to need it.