A month ago I turned 26.
It’s an interesting age to be. I’ve finished my studies, landed a job and finally have some money. I’m attempting anything to keep life interesting and avoid falling victim to a draining 9 to 5 life. My running has had its highs and lows, I ran a 67km ultra this year at my peak. Then I got a stress fracture in June and can not do any crazy adventures for a while.
I’m travelling more too. Not even a year ago I left Australia for the first time, all the way to Japan. Since then I’ve been to New Zealand and Thailand. And by golly, I’m addicted. Next up is Indonesia, South Korea, Taiwan and Hong Kong. Followed by 4 months in Europe next year. I’ve enjoyed moving to Tassie and becoming familiar with a place that was once so distant. Right now I’m in Brisbane after driving 3000km along Australia’s east coast. It’s been a lot of fun exploring new places and getting some semblance of familiarity here too. There’s temptation to move to a place like Brisbane – but I don’t think it’s a big enough change for me at this point in my life. I have a yearning to continue exploring and really jump in the deep end to go live somewhere I’ll feel uncomfortable at first. I’m really hoping to find a country I want to explore more and move there.
My friends are getting married. I have 4 weddings to attend in the next 6 months. It’s crazy to think that some people have already found someone they want to see every day for the rest of their life. I have profound respect for them and can’t wait to see where their lives go together.
I’m glad I still have an interesting life for me. It’s possibly a bit lonelier than I expected, I’ve certainly had to say good bye to a few really good people. But in the end, I’m happy. I hope they’re all happy too.