Lack of... Ehh
Lack of motivation, feeling of restlessness yet doing nothing... My journal has been extremely blank the last week. Not from lack of doing, we've been busy little bumblebees. Just... Lack of caring to record it, I guess?
I am so content at home right now. We have two more weeks until we are back to another contract and 6 more months of intense work and play. I'm nearly at the end, I can feel it. Fed up of this crazy lifestyle, and yet terrified of the thought of giving it up.
I know why, it's because it's all I've done for 4 years now. Plus, it's not like I'm not going to have a future afterwards - I'm engaged to a beautiful man and we ate going to make a land life together. How exciting is that?
And terrifying. Don't forget terrifying.
Anything that's easy isn't worth doing anyway.
I can see 2016 is going to be a big year of change. 26 years old, and a new chapter to add to my life story will be written.
Promising times! Exciting times. Scary times.
Living the dream, surviving the nightmare.