The Imaginary Suitcase of Life.

I think it took me about a week... 

I had always been the type of person to err on the side of caution - never to throw caution into the wind. I was the sort of person who made calculated decisions, decisions that had a lengthy thought process. I never had the confidence to believe in myself or trust in the decisions I made. 

It took me about a week. I found a new job in Northern NSW, packed my little car in Penguin, Tasmania, sold up and left.

And that was that.

Complete opposite of who I was as a person really...

Someone once told me that we all have an imaginary suitcase that we carry around in life. In this suitcase we carry tools that have helped us, life experiences that have shaped us and anything really that can help us face situations that we might come across in the future. If I'm brutally honest, I felt like my suitcase was very empty. So I packed up and decided to do the most irrational thing I possibly could do at the time...and it's been the best thing I could have ever done. 

I made the roadtrip from Tassie up to Northern NSW to pursue what felt like something I had only dreamed about. I remember sitting in line waiting to get on the boat to go across to the mainland, my little car full with all that I owned, and I thought 'what on earth am I doing'. 

It's been 2 months now of life in NSW and I have never laughed this much, I have never smiled this much, I have never been as passionate as I am about everything in my life as I am right now. I am not saying 'pack up your car and move a couple of thousand kilometers away'... but if you feel like you have more to give in life, don't let self doubt hold you back. Don't let what others might think stop you from becoming the best version of yourself. 

 These last 2 months I have knuckled down to work extra hard on bringing new life to Salty. The third wind that I didn't know I had... to take Salty to the next level.