Life after travelling

So after returning to Australia after my month away in New Zealand, I decided to venture back to the UK.

I quickly realised that I was very much ready to start adulting and get a job, find a house, get another cat etc. 

So after 3 flights, 2 days in Singapore and 24 hours of being wide awake, I landed back at Heathrow to start my life.

It was gonna be great, I was gonna start singing and ballet again, get fit, do some yoga, get a temp job until I found a career. Well, 2 months and a bit later here I am, typing this, and I haven’t achieved my list. My cup quickly went from being entirely full to half empty. 

The euphoria I got from being home was amazing, I’m not gonna lie. I enjoyed sleeping in my king sized bed, I loved being with my family and seeing all my friends, of course jet lag was a bitch and I couldn’t stay awake past 7pm. 

But reality soon came to pass. My friends work, my family work and not everyone is around 24/7. 

I also soon realised that being at home wasn’t entirely comfortable. I was missing my Australia life. I felt out of place, like I didn’t belong. It’s been hard to readjust, moving back in with my parents. Having cats instead of a dog. 

Everything had and has changed.

The grass isn’t always greener on the other side.

But now, I can’t see myself returning to Australia in the next few years. I travelled to grow as a person, which I did. But Jess in Australia can’t be the same person as Jess in England. My life has now begun, and I have to think with a sensible head on, as opposed to the let’s book this last minute flight to here, person I was. The past month out of work has allowed me to find myself again. I’ve changed since I’ve been back, I feel it. I’m not the person I was last year, let alone last month, and that’s a good thing.

I’ve been to countless interviews since the minute I got home, and I’ve learned a lot. I’ve looked at jobs i didn’t even know existed. 

And not gonna lie, I’ve been loving the rain and the storms and the typical British summer we’ve been having! 
Sometimes, you just need to take a break and find out who you are and what will a make you happy. And I think that without doing my time in Australia, or even this period at home, that I would be the same lost person I was when I left University.