I’m writing this on the train, from London to Lytham. 3 days’ post Milan, 2 days pre Barcelona. That’s my life at the moment, a girl between cities. I made the decision to go back to Lytham, about 20 minutes before I actually left for Lytham which, unfortunately, is the most spontaneous thing I’ve done in a while.
I think it’s natural to need alone time; time to unwind, just to let yourself rest. Although, too much of it can definitely be a bad thing. I’ve been working a lot recently, hence the trips abroad. And it’s made me remember how quickly you can become isolated. And while I recognise the privilege and blessings that come with a job like mine, it isn’t the glamourous, easy-going job that its often made out to be.
When I’m working I spend a lot of my time on a train, plane or in a hotel room by myself. That’s why when I have free time it’s so important to make the most of it and actively do something, but I’m so exhausted from work, just a few hours of doing anything drains me completely. I’m also (supposedly) a full time student, so my days off are sometimes few and far between.
I hadn’t seen my family since the new year, when they put me on the train back to London. However, my mum, was in town this week with her work and I got to see her for a total of 3 hours – split over 2 days. But it made me realise how important it is to hang out with people you can be yourself around, and you’re not having to actively think about what you’re doing. And with my closest friends all back home this weekend the timing seemed perfect.
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I spent about 28 hours in Lytham, and at this point am on the train headed back to London. In 14 hours I will be on another, to the airport to catch a plane to Barcelona. After that who knows?
I do think it’s important to take time off, just for yourself. But, when you’re doing so much all the time for so long, sometimes it’s hard to stop. Sometimes just the idea of stopping is scary. Who would have ever thought that doing nothing could be the scariest thing?
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