On making big decisions and almost putting off dreams. In a time where time itself is of the essence, we rarely have a moment to truly wind down and relax let alone consider where we're even headed. I've spoken before of feeling like somewhat of a loose cannon despite having what some may say is a charmed life. And of course now I've decided to catapult my entire life to the other side of the world.
I often think that we're raised to believe we should lead a particular lifestyle. Finish school, go to University, get a job, get engaged, be married, settle down in a 4 bedroom detached house with 2.5 kids. I know for a fact that when the opportunity came knocking, I cried on and off for about 9 days, torn between what I wanted to try and all that I knew as being comfortable, an easy life, the norm. But when it came down to writing a 3-page pros and cons list, the excitement and curiosity of uprooting my life outweighed that of living at home with my parents, comfortably getting through with roads, places and faces that I see every single day.
"If not now, then when?" is one of those Tumblr popular phrases. I'm pretty sure I've reblogged it a few times myself. Whilst trying to decide between tiny things like 'at home I can use a washing machine and tumble dryer vs. in Hong Kong I have to hand wash my clothes and visit the launderette' or 'at home tonkotsu ramen costs £13.50 vs. in Hong Kong tonkotsu ramen is roughly £2.80', I realised that if I didn't grab this opportunity now, then when could I ever up sticks and leave? I have no flat/house to pay rent for or worry about, in your mid-20's your friends are already scattered away from home. It felt right.
I guess I've written this post half to convince myself that this move is still a positive thing but also to reassure anyone in a similar position that big decisions are big for a reason. They have the power to change your life. And if you're not going to change your life now, then when? Don't put off making the first step towards your dream.
