Confusions of a new world woman in love

Nobody said anything about falling in love and landing yourself in an existential dilemma. I thought you met someone, fell in love, held hands and looked happily thereafter into the sunset.

Instead here I am, moving countries for the second time in 3 years, setting up from scratch, wondering if I'll ever be able to build the kind of career I imagined, and desperately trying to ignore that rational voice in my constantly asking me if this is indeed what I want to do.

Larger issues aside however, moving is fun. In the last few weeks, I've bought furniture with gay abandon, stocked up on insane amounts of food, shopped delightedly for summer clothes and winter clothes, shoes, bags.... the list goes on. I also get to learn a new language, discover this new place and its way of life.

I've also decided to keep a blog of my journeys, as a traveller and a human being. Let's see where the new world lifestyle takes me.