It’s really easy to panic, sit down and feel simultaneously helpless and defeated but there is so much to be gained from taking a leap of faith. When I first arrived, it took me two minutes to instantly plan my escape but armed with my sleeping bag, two pillows and an unshakable determination, I pushed on. I just experienced (no doubt) the best three days of my entire life in a tiny trip away with some of the most amazing people in the world. My heart has never felt so full and my mind has never felt so free. In the last week I have faced many of my fears, taken chances and learnt so much about myself.
I was thinking the other day about how sometimes the end of something is also the beginning of something else. It was there in the hospital room that I thought about how contradictory the atmosphere would be between the different walls. It was again at the airport that happy hellos were met with sad goodbyes. It was there, centre stage, at the masquerade ball which signified the end that I could slowly feel the beginning of something new rupture in my heart. I will never be able to listen to I got a feeling the same way again and without shedding a tear.
I guess that the moral of the story is never be afraid of goodbyes but rather, embrace them. Take chances and chase your dreams; there are many people out there (sometimes even your own mind) who will tell you that you can’t. What you have to do is turn around and say ‘watch me’.
