It was my last day in Edinburgh and I was sitting in the dining room of my hostel, having breakfast. A really good breakfast actually. Authentic orange juice, pastries and a coffee. The hostel was a bit expensive, but it was really cool and, for once, I liked not feeling poor by staying in a very basic hostel. Anyway, I was fully satisfied with my morning. Until she arrived.
As we are starting 2023, looking back, I realize that I have spent most of 2022 looking for a job. It’s weird how much time I spent working or worrying about work. So today, I wanted to talk about work, about money and about happiness.
I’m a mix between introvert and extrovert: I need some me-time to recharge, but after a while, I feel lonely and I need to share my experiences. So I also need time socializing with other people to recharge, but after too much time with people, I once again need time alone.
I don’t remember exactly when it started. I have always been writing. Diaries, stories, songs, poems… So I guess that confiding in travel journals seemed inevitable.
