Easter Monday in Canada is not considered a stat holiday unless you work for the government or a bank. However, a large majority of people book the day off as a personal holiday. I, of course, did not. I only get two weeks vacation, so I save my days for when I’ve reached maximum burn out. I split the weeks up: one at the end of summer and one over the Christmas holidays. Needless to say, I’m stuck at work today with only a handful of other poor suckers. Most of the offices are empty — it’s eerily quiet…. WHY am I here? Oh right — money. What I wouldn’t give for a little freedom.
Freedom from the shackles of modern day life. No money worries or job stress. No list of errands that must be done or bills that need to be paid. Carefree for just a spell. That’s right, I’m not asking for an eternity of freedom. All I need is a brief moment of my own life that belongs to me and me alone. I want to press the pause botton on life and take a little me time. I envy people who have the ability to put their lives on hold to travel the world and find themselves. I don’t have the financial means to embark on such a luxurious self-discover journey. My self-search has to be squeezed in between board meetings and spin class — no wonder I’m still navigating my life with such aimless abandon.
I know that if I truly desired a life of worldly travel, I would be globe trotting as we speak. But that’s not me. I don’t have it in me to make that happen. I’m a person that needs a level of stability and security, and wild abandon does not satisfy those needs. A girl like me with a heavy dose of generalized anxiety must understand her own personal limits. I could change my life completely, but it would spin me around so violently, I wouldn’t enjoy myself. I push myself and take moderate risks in life and really that is all I can ask of myself.
A structured life is my destiny, for a travelling gipsy I’m not. — Ms. SG41