Inertia is a terrible affliction and breeds restlessness.
And I wish I knew with certainty where I would like to be, but I am faced with so many choices that it seems impetuous to decide on a path now, yet the incessant questioning from family and friends can be hard to bear. Maybe the idea of taking a sabbatical from work and going travelling is somewhat audacious during a worldwide recession, but are all 26 year-olds supposed to know what they want to do with the rest of their lives?
This could be a concept unheard of to Asians, but in my recent trip I met so many Westerners who have been on the road for 5 months, 8 months, or more than a year.
A feisty Brazilian woman whom we went trekking with in Luang Prabang turned out to be a high-flying lawyer in her previous life. She told us how she quit her job, packed her suitcase, gave her apartment key to her brother and bought a round-the-world ticket. (You can see her photos here.) She said that it was the best and most liberating decision she has made in her life and how much she loves the new her who is free from material trappings and societal expectations. It struck me as self-indulgent at first, but in retrospect, how many of us would have the guts to pull off something like that?
E is heading back to Melbourne for a month this Sunday, and after some discussion I have decided to join him from the 16th to the 26th. It would be my first trip to Australia and to meet his family, so I am really excited!