It’s really cute when people forget your existence until they need something
Have you ever woke up one day and realised that you’re in the wrong place? Not literally the “wrong” place, but not the right one either?
I have. I feel like where I am living right now is wrong. I feel like I should be somewhere else. Currently London has been calling my name. I’ve always loved London. I have this urge inside to pack up my things, book some flights and set off on an adventure.
I don’t know if I am feeling this way because I am on break from university and currently have nothing to do but work and go out… or if it’s because I genuinely need to be in London.
One thing’s for sure, I’ll be there in July, and if it feels more than ‘right’… I’ll be returning to Australia with only one intention – to save, pack up and move.
I’m going with one of my closest friends :)
We will be going to Belgium, Netherlands, Germany, Switzerland, Liechtenstein, Austria, Italy and France! So it should be good x