It’s a standard cliché for a person not to think about their future, and it’s a box that I fit into incredibly comfortably.

Not because I don’t think my future is bright, far from it! No, it’s more because I have literally no idea what I am going to be doing in 6 months time.

I am a bit of a walking oxymoron. I like to plan, I like knowing what’s going to happen, I like being aware of what’s coming up, what I’m going to eat or wear or see or do. But at the same time I hate planning for my future, I’d rather not think about it and let whatever will be, be.

I read something once that said “if it’s meant to be, it’ll be, you won’t have to beg, stress, sweat, plot or plan”.

I like that notion. If something is going to happen, it’s going to happen! You can’t change that how ever hard you try!

My future at the moment is entirely out of my hands. I like where I am and everything I have going on, but I’m fairly sure in the next few months it’s going to get a mahusive shake up!

Again, being an oxymoron as I am, I love the idea of not being tied down. I like living in a flat with a 6 month lease and having no permanent contract for work because it means that within months I could leave and go anywhere and do anything I wanted to without letting people down!
However, I also like the idea of having my own home, staying in my job long-term and plating me some roots!

Through being an oxymoron personified it leaves me in the position of not knowing what on earth I want from my life and I have absolutely no clue what I really want to do or when!

So for now, I’ll carry on in my own little blissful bubble of a world of taking each day as it comes and not think about my future too much!

The plus side is this- I trust my life to God completely so I know that everything will work out just fine and be the best life, better than I could ever have imagined for myself!