I am convinced I was born in the wrong country, and into the wrong culture. I don't fit in here. Except for my pale white skin. If Vampires were real, I could sure pass for one most of the time. I'm just... different, you know? People don't seem to 'get' me? I love animals, I couldn't be without them, and I'm interested in tattoo's and I like home wares from countries like India Turkey and Morocco. My dress sense is probably under question too, I adore All Saints, and it's a really popular brand right? So can I really be that odd ball? But not one person I know admires my choice of unique and unusual threads, or Tee's with skulls on. It baffles me a little bit. Like I've said, I think I was dropped into the wrong location, a mistake that couldn't be reversed. Or maybe it's just my destiny to find a way out?
I'd really love to move. Emigrate. Fly away and never look back. Somewhere like, Spain. Not too far from friends & family, so they can escape to us for a swimming pool and sunbeds throughout the year. To cook Tapas and sit out on my terrace overlooking the sea, or mountains. Life would be Perfect.
Have a completely different job to what I do now, which has a caused a disability - tendinitis - which makes things hard, and is painful, & I just feel that I need a career change entirely. Hence why I am looking at doing the wedding and events planning course. I could work in Hotels abroad, coordinating peoples perfect days for them. Really fulfilling work.
There's a good quote in 'Mrs Doubtfire' that I liken myself to currently:
"Did you ever wish you could sometimes freeze frame a moment in your day, look at it and say, "This is not my life?""
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