Perhaps it’s because my five-year plan included moving to Hong Kong and by a stroke of a miracle I managed to do that five days after deciding to include it in the 5YP. Perhaps it’s merely because I live in the place that I grew up visiting annually.
But more recently I’ve been struggling with a semblance of FOMO. The modern day struggle of ‘fear of missing out’. Last year in 2014 I wanted to do more, see more and be more. So I set out to make the most of every ounce of spare time. I went from being cosied up in my comfort zone – at home with my 3DS, laptop and books – to city hopping, town hopping, road trips and holidays every weekend. Before I sat down to write this post I worked out how many at-home weekends I had in 2014 and it was about 5.
I can’t quite put my finger on what has displaced me so much as of late. ‘Everything you want is on the other side of fear,’ or so they say. I forced myself out of my comfort zone so much that I can’t remember what is comforting to me anymore. When I’m home I want to be out making the most of my time; when I’m out I’m counting down the minutes until I can be home. Perhaps it is also in part because my life feels like a constant holiday too. Do you ever get that feeling towards the end of a holiday where you want to get the most out of sunbathing/exploring/etc.? I think that’s how I feel now – only constant. I’m struggling with the idea of pausing, taking stock, slowing things back down to the gentle pace that I once loved so much.
Have you ever felt like this? Notes on a postcard/comment if you have any tips for feeling restful in moments like these.