Like a shell that’s how I feel today. I look at pictures of beautiful islands and mountains and waterfalls and think that I could be doing something more useful with my life. Helping people. Seeing the world. Experiencing the beauty of nature every day. The thought of how I am going to make money to finance a life of endless travel does cross my mind and I must honestly say that I have no clue other than what I’ve been doing for 20 odd years – working! For someone else. The daily routine of the 9 to 5. Don’t get me wrong, I love my job and the people I work for. But there is a niggling thought just at the periphery of my consciousness, a gut feeling that is telling me to think differently. A yearning when I look at beautiful pictures of beautiful places. I want to be the one to take those pictures of those beautiful places. So there is a potential income stream. Geez a few minutes  into free writing and I’m already thinking of options. No wonder psychologists and counsellors tell their patients to write, journal their thoughts and feelings as a way of therapy. It works. So what else can I do? This blog can get 1000s of followers, brands will use it for advertising. Now that would be really cool. I don’t want to stay in 5 star places, and I’m not averse to work either – like teaching English in South America or Asia. Staying in a place for 3 months at a time, longer if I like it and am having fun and learning and experiencing new things. No make up. No high heels. No traffic peak hour. No company politics. No trying to prove I’m worthy of a promotion and more responsibilities, that I actually know something, that you know, being a woman doesn’t make me stupid or less capable of doing a job. I think it’s time I lost my temper because  today I’m gatvol of being the “I can handle it, I’m very calm and I have a high EQ” person – it’s doing me no damn good!