Its about 1.30am on a Tuesday night and I can't sleep.. any other 23 year old would probably either be in bed scrolling through Instagram before anxiously cramming in sleep before the 6am wake up call for their 7am commute to their central london 9-5 or half way through their shift at a bar somewhere in central london clock watching while holding out the contactless card machine.

I'm sort of at the in between stage where I'm happy with the money I'm making, the people around me and the environment I work in (most times). But anyone that knows me knows that:
I get bored super easy.. But i guess that's ok when your 16 working the odd shift waiting tables after college but once your out of uni and start living adult life it gets tricky. From constantly being updated about your friends new job position or promotion or buisness venture via facebook to old school friends pictures of them in dubai then in morocco, then in cannes..
I mean I would honestly give my left arm to be my own boss and own something of my own, make the rules as I go and have an all bad ass female team working with me. Some days I wake up and think should I just book a one way ticket to like a European city and just roll with the punches? Or like just work my ass off, quit my job and go travelling permanently?
Like as long as I'm happy, I really don't care anymore. I like the fact that even though I'm not where i want to be career wise just yet, I'm muddling through and making the most of being a 23 year old with little major responsibility and accepting the fact that's it's ok to not have it all figured out just yet. It's ok to still not know what career field you want to settle into or whether or not you'll be deemed 'successful' by your mid 20's. It's your chapter, it's your book. Write it how you want.
1) Top: & Other Stories
2) Dungarees: Topshop
3) Necklace: Vintage amsterdam stall
2) Dungarees: Topshop
3) Necklace: Vintage amsterdam stall