When I was a kid my parents used to say it was like having a “firework going off inside the house”. At four years old in Tel Aviv, we were in a lift with two old men, by the time the doors had opened for us to get out, I was chatting to them both. One was patting my head and the other was crying laughing. I don’t remember this, but my parents always site it. I love people and I love life. I am a disgustingly positive person. Yeah, I have down days and I get pissed off about stuff, but in general I’m happy. I think the world’s amazing. Like, what the fuck? We’re little bits of meat running around on a big rock floating the sky. Come on! That’s enough for me. That’s magic!
Life is exciting. I don’t mean my life, but just life. Or it can be if you look for it. People teach you things, places are there to explore and there’s an unlimited amount of cities and towns to discover. I could never get bored on this earth. It’s magical. It’s all ours.
For the first time, (money permitting) anything is possible. Try telling your Grandmother back in the 50’s that she could go anywhere in the world, work and get paid from there. Try telling your Grandfather back then that he could travel to Australia from London in a day. We’re lucky enough to be in a generation where the old rules don’t apply and that excites the shit out of me.
However, being this excited means I literally want to do everything. I’ll hear an amazing song and think “I need to get back on the drums and write a song” then feel disappointed I haven’t already done it. I see a painting and think “I need to buy tons of paint and paint canvases again like I used to in college” then i’ll see a leather jacket and be desperate to open an online shop with handprinted lather jackets. In each of these instances it’s not a want it’s like i’m already sad that I know I won’t get around to it and i’m annoyed that I haven’t been doing it for years. In 2015 I was starting to feel unfulfilled and I didn’t want to stew in that.
That’s why I quit my job and why I came to Australia to start my year. I’ve got the degree. I’ve started the career now I can give myself time to do all the things I want to do.
So, here was the To Do list I wrote for Australia and Bali.
Greece will come later.
Let’s all appreciate that the most important thing on my list was to touch a monkey.
In London I was trying to make room for the things I wanted to do. Like Elizabeth Gilbert author of Big Magic says, when it comes to personal projects; “You don’t stop doing the stuff you don’t like, it’s much harder than that, you need to learn how start saying no to things you DO want to do, with the recognition that you have only one life, and you don’t have time and energy for everything.”
She’s was right. There wasn’t enough time in the day to just do all the stuff I love. I’d skip a workout to do stuff at home, or say no to a night with my friends if I wanted to work out the next day, get home late from work with no time to even think about creative projects.
So I came here to have the time.
Forgetting she was talking about cocaine and vodka, hopefully the words of Kate Moss will be more relevant to me this year;
When her mum told her sternly “Katie, you can’t have fun all the time“, she famously replied with, “Why not? Why can’t I have fun all the time?”
And why? Why can’t we? Even if just for a while?