Organized religion is clearly not for me. But, I find myself wondering if believing in the universe is just as laughable. In 2 weeks, I'm leaving for a 6 month stint in Australia. Here are the things I have not done:
• Secured my visa
• Secured my student loans
• Packed
• Rented my house
• Said goodbye to the people I love.
I finished school in May with plans to spend 2 months preparing for my trip. I have made
a ton of lists which always make me feel better, but not everything is
crossed off quite yet. Maybe I say this to make my self feel better or maybe it is what I truly believe, but I think that everything will work out. The universe will make sure of it. And if it doesn't, then it wasn't meant to be.
Anyway, I think that "being ready" can be overrated. I once gave a guy shit for telling me he wasn't "ready" to be in a relationship. I believe my comment was "what, you're just going to wake up one day and you're life is going to be perfect and you're going to say to yourself 'today is the day I am ready I am ready to pursue a relationship'" Does anyone get to choose when they are "ready" for anything? To fall in love? Pencil it in for next month? In my case, I put it specifically on the "do not do before you leave" list, but shit happens, I suppose. Not that I'm complaining....
In case you're wondering what exactly I've been doing for the past two months, I've been smelling the proverbial flowers. Instead of roses, these flowers were wildflowers on the side of the road in Brevard, NC. They also included culinary delights in flavors from around the world, breath taking mountain views, soaking up the sun on the gulf coast, spending a lot of time on both of my bikes, and truth serum induced tent discussions after dark. Would I trade it in for 2 perfectly packed 50 lb bags, a visa, new tenants, and a bank account full of money? Never!
It's not that I don't have a plan or a back up plan. I have both, in fact. So with a little bit of luck, hopefully a visa, some last minute provisions, my Mr. Bean notebook (with all my friend's phone numbers), and $10,000 cash for incidentals, to Australia I go!