Some might say I am brave, some may even say selfish. Maybe a little crazy or, simply intrigued at the world.

 

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I could call myself a somewhat gypsy yet in reality, I just crave adventures and new experiences.

There's an urge in me to meet people all over the planet and see for myself what the world has to offer.

I crave to witness all the different ways people live from all different ways of lives.

 

After life lessons you can't teach by textbook, to learn things about myself in the most random and unexpected ways. I want to simply enjoy life.

 

Moving every three months since I was 18, I'm almost 23 and still going. Writing this on a one way flight up Australia's East Coast with absolutely no plans and nothing booked when I land.

I've said my goodbyes, and I am off again.


 

For those at home, I'm one of the few. When I'm backpacking different continents, I know I am among thousands of backpackers all over the world just after the feeling of freedom with a serious case of the travel bug.

I don’t need to follow the footsteps of modern world society or what my friends think is normal.

Go to uni, get a job, get a house, have my group of friends and just get on life. I need something different.

We are privileged.

I am able to have many choices in my life. I have a British passport. English is my first language. I have a home in England where family supports my choices. I have an education, a chance to act. Countless people, just don’t.



I realised I won't be doing this for the rest of my life. I don't want to.

Travel will always be involved with me whatever age. Whatever happens but I will want to settle one day. Have a base with a partner and they'll be times where I will have to be at home, but for now, living out of a rucksack with an ever changing mobile number, address and new passport stamps becoming monthly, I'm satisfied.

 

I'm on the go a lot and there is no stopping soon.

So, it's really hit me recently how much I actually, never stay around.

Over Christmas, I let out a 'Oh I need to get myself a boyfriend' Truth is, I guess I would like one.

My friend replied.. 'Maybe if you actually stay, you'll find someone'



I've been thinking...

I've become so used to goodbyes, not getting too comfortable with people.

It's becoming easy letting go of relationships and putting friendships virtually on hold.

Constantly packing minimal stuff and missing out important events at home. Not seeing people for months on end and this seems to have become the norm.


I'm getting used to not seeing friends and family and sometimes hardly being able to communicate.

I'm so used to saying goodbye and not having a clue when it'll be until I see them again, which is now most people I ever meet.


I'm constantly packing my bags and hugging someone goodbye.

I'm seeing loved ones through a screen and sometimes struggle to crack the time zone sh*t.

I'm messaging people so I know what they're doing but i'ts turning emotions and experiences with people through a video camera.

I've become the one that never sticks around, forever on the move.

Knowing that saying goodbye to people, is never really going to get easier.

It becomes manageable. It becomes the norm to know I ain't going to be able to around for long.

Even if I wish to be. I don't always want to be on my own and had my fair share of experiences I crave having friends from home.

I want someone to come on adventures with me, I need to be around people who understand.

I've made a promise, and a lifestyle, something I am passionate about. It's not all adventures and fun. It's making memories with people you'll never meet again. Knowing the relationships worth holding on to and seeing who still wants contact.


It's being able to sometimes simply let go, know things aren't going to be forever.

Never the less, it's an adventure of the unknown, keeping an open mind and deep memories with the people that mean the most, it's all pretty exciting, just not always easy.


The girl that never stays.