Hmmmm….. the great ‘about’ page. Don’t be confused, you have found yourself here because you have stumbled upon this fabulous little blog and now you need to know who writes it, right? Don’t fight it. Curiosity is natural. I know you don’t know me, as anyone who does won’t be bothered reading this part. Those who do know me will attest to the fact that I force every part of me onto them [yes, I know that sounded dirty – get your mind out of the gutter] and there is simply nothing I could write here they would be interested in reading. They know it all already.
But you, you’re special. You get to meet me for the first time and you get to meet the best part of me. You don’t have to take the annoying parts with the good so sit back and enjoy the best part of me I have to offer. The fun, carefree traveling part.
This still hasn’t answered your question though. Who am I and why should you bother coming back? Oh right. Well I like to think you will come back because of my brilliant literary musings but it’ll most likely be because of the stupid and highly entertaining things I will do when I’m lost in a foreign country. I am an Aussie after all and apparently we are a force unto ourselves when we are unleashed on the world at large. Worse than that, I’m a Melbournian. Why is that worse you ask? Well, we do love our bars.
Anyway, I digress. So, I guess you could say I’m one of those classic Gen Y kids having a [classic] quarter life crisis. One day I realised that the good ‘career’ job I have is not really what I want to do. I realised I’ve been fed this bullshit about growing up, going to uni and getting a good job, buying a house and lots of other shiny things that would all make me feel a sense of worth. But buying things doesn’t give you a sense of worth, it hollows you out until you feel like an empty shell measured by the things you surround yourself with and not by the people you surround yourself with, like you should. What I feel it lacks is a sense of authenticity which is unfortunately enhanced by the very tool I now speak to you through. I feel like it is time to reconnect, and while I don’t have to run away to the other side of the world to do so, I figured why not enjoy the scenery a bit along the way. That, and the idea of everything I own (well almost) fitting into the backpack on my back Alexander Supertramp style is almost too alluring to pass up. The fact that I will be 30 in a few short years in which time I will have allowed my chance to live in the UK with little to no hassle expire just makes it all the more sweeter.
So, I’m heading off – first to Japan, then to Europe (gotta see the world a bit on the way) before I settle in the UK for a bit of time, hopefully finding some new direction. And in true Yarni style, I’m going to broadcast it to the world.