1 month left in the country I love.
It seems such a strange decision in some ways, to leave the country I have grown to love and call my own, And to leave it for over 2 years out of choice! Many people around the world are not given the option and either have leave or have to stay.
I have the lucky freedom of choice and have chosen, for now, to leave. It's exciting. It's scary. It's good. It's sad. There are so many people I will miss while I'm away, for so many reasons. But from experience, the key ones will always be there. And my travels will introduce me to new, great people who I will miss when I come home again. What a strange position to put yourself in! I sometimes think it would be easier if I were less curious, if I were content to settle in one place, call it my home and stay there. Instead, I have to try a few places out, find what I think is my home and then test it out by leaving it for a while.
These are clearly the ramblings of a lass with 4 weeks left to see the whole of Scotland, sort out her relationship, catch up with all her friends, including the ones in inaccessible places such as Birmingham, Cambridge and Cape Town, get grown up things like pension, insurance and credit cards sorted, plan leaving do's and generally sort out all the other things that remain crucial until 3 days before the flight when you give up and just do the necessary. So please excuse me if I sound in any way incoherent or somewhat irrational.
In the meantime, I am NOT leaving the country for ages and ages, I am making the most of the Edinburgh festivals and enjoying the company of the many wonderful people that I have had the joy to become surrounded by.
So there.
