I've been entertaining the strangest and most foreign thoughts lately; ideas so ludicrous that I expect my usually-grounded-control-freak mind to rebel against.
Throughout last week and into this week, I've been feeling particularly out of sorts. I don't exactly understand why since I'm incredibly content with my life at the moment; I have a great job, excellent colleagues, I make dozens of fantastic contacts on a regular basis, the weather is hot, there's a hammock on my balcony with my name on it, I have a lot of plans in the works for myself that are positive and exciting and I have love. You must be thinking, what does she have to complain about?
Truth is...very little! So what's the problem?
I'm incredibly restless
Although I tend to like "constants" in my life, there's a part of me that yearns to be ill-fated to the sort of life portrayed by Juliette Binoche in Chocolat.
(I picked her rather than a gypsy because she's very stylish and doesn't have the problem of terrible teeth and personal hygene...yuck!)
Do you ever think about life's what-ifs? What would life be like if you just left it all, right now.
Pack up. Take what you need. Get on a plane. Build a business... start a life somewhere else.
I vote for my new life on a beach.
What an enchanting thought...
(Photo Credit - Ben)