It is now 2015 and the world is our oyster. We have technology we would have not even dreamt of 30 years ago, advanced science projects, astronauts landing on the Moon and Mars. Yet we still can’t figure out what we want and what’s good for us. Technically we do. But choosing otherwise because we don’t like changes, we’ve got no one to encourage us, or we’re just too busy waiting for a better moment, better times. We don’t always enjoy what we’re given. We want more, or we want something different. Or something that Joe or Susie has.
And then there is that migration situation I’ve written about in my earlier post. There’s not a country in the world, where its citizens don’t complain about politics, weather, media etc…. Europeans want to live in the US or Australia, Australians want to live in England or Canada, only Americans don’t really want to move anywhere. Unless it’s interstate. Why is the grass always greener? Why can’t we just hydrate and water it regularly, so no one is envious of the neighbours’ loan.
I myself, spent endless time playing a waiting game. Because NOW and HERE was never good enough. I am lazy, I admit. But the choices I that I’ve made it my past led me to this moment. I can now say that I am content. I wasn’t before, and I’ve only learned that word two months ago anyway, from a mate who’s a perfect example of a content person. As long as he’s happy with himself, nothing else matters. Talking to him made me realize, that the past is shaping us in the way we are meant to be. Regardless of how tough, ruthless or unfair you think it was. It made you who you are. And people who surround you do too. My flatmates are another very good influence to my well being. Different age, different gender, but similar views. One works away, but is the happiest girl I’ve met in a long time. And she talks about being happy all the time. At first I was a bit suspicious if she’s not just constantly high but no 🙂 She’s just happy. Drama queens, gossip goats and so on… they are all around us but we shouldn’t follow them. The other flatmate may not be as happy all the time , but he’s a lot like me when it comes to expressing opinions and being assertive, so we get along very well. We got drunk together and my previous flatmate on the day he was just viewing the room, so he had to sleep on the couch. 🙂
I am quite difficult when it comes to friendship. I have a lot of colleagues here, but most of my good friends has left Australia or stayed back home. Best friend lives in Dublin. I hate the distance between me and my family, and friends. But despite all that, I actually feel so much closer to them. I share with my life and emotions a lot more.
Staying in touch is hard when time difference is 7-8 hours but it’s possible. There’s a few friends, that I don’t talk to very often, but I know it won’t change our bond. And I don’t think it’s anyone’s fault. Contact requires effort, and our lives get busier and crazier every day. Those friends will still be one of the first people I will go to see when I’m back next year. And compare how green is the grass where they live.
The grass on my invisible loan is neon green, open 24/7. And everyone is invited. There’s no ” do not walk ” sign on it 🙂
Love ❤ Gacia