The more things change, the more they stay in a constant state of change

I was looking back over this blog that I've ignored for ages, since no one reads it anymore... and I read the post about how everything was about to change with B. sailing off on his ship. It's hard not to laugh at how much things have changed, and yet not changed, since that point in May.

A big change was B. breaking his leg, ending the chance of him sailing away. So instead, we decided to give it a try in France, where he was returning. But that didn't work out, so instead *I* sailed off into the sunset on a boat with my Dad and his friends. Life is strange.

The non-change is that I don't know what to do or where to go. I still want to take my journalism course, but the handy part of it being on-line is that I can be anywhere in the world while I do it - which doesn't help me narrow down where I want to be. Well, except Canada and Korea for the reasons previously mentioned. I also think I've ruled out Ireland as way too expensive. I would love to follow my dream of living in France, but am worried about finding a job to support myself, since my French is not good enough for working in.

So here I sit, rapidly approaching 33 and not having the slightest clue where I'm going next.