I do not have my life together. Far from it! Like plenty of other millennials, I’ve got frantic duck syndrome: I’m gliding effortlessly through life on the surface, but if you take a closer look at what’s going on underneath, it’s a lot of manic flapping.
I’ll admit it – I was one of those weird kids who revelled in organising and re-organising their bedrooms. I’d spend hours contentedly sorting through my Beanie Baby collection, alphabetising my books and arranging my sock drawer.
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When I was first offered a job in Kuwait, I couldn’t even pick out the country on a map, much less tell you what I was getting myself into in moving there. I scoured the internet for practical information about expat life in Kuwait, but a lot of what I found was vague or contradictory. All I had to go on were some fuzzy ideas about what it might be like to live in the Middle East and all of them were based entirely on watching Aladdin and Sex and the City 2.
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Without a doubt, the thing I was looking forward to the most about my trip to Sri Lanka was the prospect of laying eyes on a wild elephant. With nearly 6,000 of them roaming the island, the odds of catching sight of one seemed pretty good, especially since I’d already set my mind on visiting Minneriya National Park, home of the largest Asian elephant gathering in the entire world. Surely, if I was going to find an elephant anywhere, it would be there!
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I’ve been riding the roller-coaster that is my quarter life crisis for a solid 2 years now (the year before that was dedicated entirely to denying its existence, trying to conform to ‘normality’ and plastering a fake smile on my face). My quarter life crisis led me to quit my enviable corporate job, take up teaching and move to the Middle East. It encouraged me to take up meditation, yoga and all manner of strange arts of crafts in an attempt to find fulfilment.
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