Hello Summer my old friend...

Well long story here, but I'll go ahead...I am now 23 years old, a much wiser age than 22 and I am also currently unemployed and living with my parents in Wales...again...But getting here was hard. I've been through quite a lot in the last month, I visited the Hebridean Isle of Barra (of which sadly I was too preoccupied to document) but I have it all documented the old fashioned way, in my travel notebook, as bruised and battered as the rocks I sat on to write in it. I took a big step in quitting my job, I want more for myself and I know that sometimes you have to face the dragon head on in order to defeat it, instead of simply hiding behind a rock...and so I wrote up my first ever notice to quit and spent 2 days deciding whether to submit it. Now I feel like life may be turning in a new direction. I have started thinking seriously about writing a book, and have more than enough notes and ideas to get started, and time I might add...I spend most days worried about the future, worried about my money quickly running out, worried about how old I am getting with no relationships ever lasting longer than a year and the outlook looking bleak to say the least. I sunbathed today and wrote in my journal about nostalgia and new avenues of life revealing itself over the brow of uncertainty...but after a quiet summer walk with my sister I remembered the person I missed and the reason I came back, I needed to get in touch with myself again, spend time with the people that will ALWAYS be there and just relax!!!