15 February - time is flying.
Picked up my visa today! Still hasn't quite sunk in that this is actually happening.
Visa application went so smoothly!
Nearly time to resign - yikes!
Most of January was spent in a state of panic.
Then at some point I started feeling a slight sense of calm - that I just know I doing the right thing.
Then certain events at work pissed me off so badly and just confirmed that I am doing the right thing.
February came along and I applied for my visa last week, picked it up today and now feel resigned to the path I've set before me.
I have moments where I feel calm and at peace with my decision and feel strongly it's the right thing to do. Then all that goes out the window when a panic attack hits me!
The trip itself I am very excited about! It's what happens after that that freaks me out.
Somehow I feel that something will happen over there - something will come up. I don't know why.
Everyone says I will meet someone over there. It is really strange that ALL my friends have said that. Well, a part of me also has that feeling - I don't know why, but on the other hand do not want to get any hopes up.
At the end of it, I will probably make my way back to South Africa - no job, or man or anything! I don't know.
Yet, I can't shake the feeling that something will happen.
I can't explain that I have a gut feeling about all of this - quitting my job, taking some time off to travel and enjoy my freedom. Freedom is what I am after!!
I am setting out on a new path - so something has to come of that. I am closing one door, so that another one has the chance to open.
