Heres what I know about Finland. They love Hockey, they drink the most coffee per capita, they have something called restaurant day (Anyone on that day can open a restaurant and serve whatever they want… I like food), they’re rumoured to have the most beautiful people in the world and they have a love for saunas. That’s it, that’s all I know… well I know more but we could be here all day. Now, why is Finland important? Because I’m moving there in August as part of an exchange program. I’m leaving the place I call home for an adventure. I feel a little like Bilbo when he set out on his adventure to reclaim the mountain. Read the Hobbit, so good.
My comfort zone is definitely home. If you look at my instagram you can tell that, Humber, the outskirts of Toronto near the lake front, Front/Bay Street, Hamilton, and McMaster are the things I’m most comfortable with. I’m not saying its a bad thing to have a comfort zone, but its a bad thing when you’re not open to adventure. Thats definitely something I haven’t been open to recently. I always wanted to share the adventure, which is code for “Take a part of my comfort zone with me. ” But not on this. Sure there are people travelling with me that I sort of know but they’re not a part of this comfort zone. My plan is to leave my comfort zone, to step so far out of it that I forget that I’m out of it. Thats what I want, and thats what I’m going to get, I don’t know how but I don’t care. All I know is that I want it.
When I first heard about the opportunity to travel abroad I was hesitant. It was new, different, and what about home? New is great, different isn’t boring and home is where ever the hell I feel like calling home. Home is where ever I’m happy. Home is where I get to enjoy that first cup of coffee in the morning. Home is where ever I make it.Most importantly Home is where adventure is. So I’m going to make Jyväskylä my home. I’m going to make Manchester, Stockholm, Madrid, Berlin, Nord-Pas-de-Calais, Barcelona, Rome, where ever I end up I’ll make home.
I haven’t fully experienced Toronto to say for certain that I don’t want it to be my home. But I haven’t experienced all those other places at all. I don’t know whats going to happen when I get over there. I don’t think about it, I think about booking my air fair, getting my residence permit done, doing all the little things. But heres one thing I know about what will happen over there, I’m going to have the time of my life. No one is going to stop me. No one is going to tell me “no.”
I’ve wanted to change my life for a long time. Not reinvent myself, but fill in the cracks. I’ve always maintained that when a new crack forms I just do this…
I love this scene, duct tape to the rescue. Anyway back to the point, I have cracks, and each one has taught me something. But they’re filled in with tape, bubble gum, and silly putty. I know when I leave that I’ll fill those cracks in with something more, something that won’t fail and falter under pressure. I want to do that, I know I’m going to do it.
I’m stepping out of my comfort zone. I’m stepping out of my comfort zone because its whats going to make me happy. I’m doing it because its hard. I’m doing it because I can’t wait to learn. I’m doing it because I want those cracks to get filled in with gold and to me memories are as good as gold.