Today my life got turned upside down, or maybe right-side up. At this point I’m not convinced I understand which way is up, or what colour the sky is.
It’s been 2 and a half years since I uprooted last and planted my feet on island soil. In 2 and a half years I’ve done so many barrel rolls, which is why I’m not sure which way is up. I’m not even 100% sure whether or not I’m going forwards or backwards some days. I’ve learned more about myself since coming here than I thought was even possible, and now, in 38 days, I’ll be uprooting again. I’ll be getting on that big boat, and starting fresh, all over again.
I’ll be a city girl, which is something new. I’ve lived in a lot of different places. I’ve lived in different countries, but never, have I ever lived in a city. I’ll be that one step closer to figuring it all out, one step of many, but still closer.
Today I decided which way is up, and I might be wrong.