fly away .
throughout the past one and a half years i have worked in phone retailers, i have always encountered a large amount of international students, backpackers or just people from overseas in general. it never affected me before, but i’ve recently been noticing just how young these people are. i mean, yesterday i saw a passport upon which the year of birth was 1992. and i thought… fuck, this kid is two years younger than i am, and he’s in a different country, away from his family and everyone he knows. by himself. living there?!
it’s become increasingly obvious that there are so many people like this. so many people willing to step out of their comfort zone to do something new.
people that go to foreign countries to live for long periods of time have always commanded a large amount of respect from me. hell, people that move anywhere amaze me. i don’t think i could ever leave my life behind and move to another city, no matter how much opportunity it holds. i’ve never understood how anyone could leave their foundations and be comfortable in a different environment without the support and familiarity they previously experienced.
then i think about it. what’s really holding me here? family? definitely not. friendship? not completely irreplaceable nor unkeepable. university? maybe. stability? i could probably be in the same financial situation anywhere i could speak the language and find work. no life threatening situations would happen. no necessities cannot be brought or bought. but why am i so averse to taking such risks? what’s so great about where i am right now that makes me not want to let go? am i anti-try-new-things or anti-adventurous or just scared?
and how come these eighteen year old kids are able to leave their families in europe or america and decide to live down under for a year, work their arses off and buy thirty nine dollar mobile phones? i don’t mean those kids that get sent here with an allowance of 1k per week, living in catered student colleges with cable broadband and pay tv. i mean people that work and study and live life as they would but separated from everyone they once belonged to.
i don’t understand it.
but maybe i’m just not good at starting again. or leaving things behind.