So I'm up. Thinking and feeling this unsettling feeling of how I'm not made for this place. It's comfortable, but doesn't feel mine. I want, I need to be in a bigger, better place. Ever since I was a child (who grew up in a teeny tiny town), I've always known I'm made for a bigger place(outside this country), and now that I've grown up and moved to a bigger city(in the same country, unfortunately) I can't help but feel this dread of not being able to ever experience the life I wanted. I've grown up watching all these shows on disney and HBO and everything that showed me what life outside my country is like, and I've wanted nothing more than to experience it. But what if I never get to do it? I'm in my mid twenties already. I need neeeed to experience that life. I'm filled with this dread, but also there's something calling to me. I know in my gut that I'm made for bigger things and that this is not it. I'm waiting for things to fall into place for me. I hope one day I come back and look at this post and comment "I made it".