At 25 Years Of Age

I am gone, I am so so so done!

Or so begins an entry into a very battered diary, dated the fifth of July, the day after my 25th birthday

Going to Norway on the 20th, to work on some organic farm by the sea. I have no idea what I want to do. I didn’t have any idea before but I was at least employed. The universe has pushed me into my mid 20’s crisis. I’m handling it fairly well.

To Buy

  • curbies
  • dry shampoo
  • tangle teaser
  • shampoo
  • conditioner
  • small bottles
  • razors


  • 3x jeans/dungarees/trousers
  • shorts
  • 5x day tops
  • 2x nice tops
  • 2x bras
  • one nice bra
  • 10x pants
  • 7x socks
  • 2x jumpers
  • 2x pjs
  • some workout stuff
  • a jacket
  • trainers
  • muddy boots
  • swimming stuff
  • hats
  • hair stuff
  • chapstick
  • passport
  • laptop + chargers

 And so began my trip to Norway. I left a job that had pushed me to the limits of what I was capable of and helped me to learn what I was willing to do. I remember being in a complete daze. Going from working a hundred hours a week (zero hyperbole) to living on a chilled out farm was a big change. It threw me for a loop!


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