But quite like riding a bike I suppose, you don't really forget how to write. But that doesn't mean I'm not rusty either.
I feel bad for neglecting this space I
I have been travelling for the past 6 months—1 city a month, which does absolutely nothing to help quell my wanderlust. If someone asked me what I want to do for the rest of my life, it'd be to travel. To seek out new experiences. To constantly see the world with new eyes. Every time. Yes, I need a job that allows me to experience new things every day.
Routine is a soul killer. Hence the constant need for mini-getaways. I hate processes. Worst is to feel entrapped in one without an escape route. Even worst is entrapped in one without an emergency exit.
I turned 25 last September, and as much as I hate to admit it, I'm having a quarter life crisis.
What is a quarter life crisis? Yes, agreeably that term has been quite loosely tossed around and used amongst people in my generation, but personally, I feel every variation of the term is valid. Every story. Every occurrence. Quarter life crisis is a very personal experience one goes through and every emotion one feels during that phrase is raw and real. But we should all take comfort in knowing that it is, at the end of a day, a phase. However, while it's okay to accept and feel the way we feel during this shitty phase of our life, we cannot sit around and do nothing and let the crisis consume us. Like any problem, we can't just sweep it under the rug and hope it goes away. We need to take action.
My advice is to talk to someone. Talk to a mentor. Someone older. Someone wiser. Someone who cares for your wellbeing. Someone who cares about your future.
Most importantly, talk to someone who sincerely cares about YOU.