it’s not until I stepped on the plane, saw the world below getting tinier and tinier as we rose into the sky, that I realised how stuck I have been, living in what is a tiny, barely-there speck on this earth. Dormant, even, because living is something I haven’t done for so long, not really. And I want to. As I felt us take off, home moving further and further from me, and now, as I look out to endless ocean and endless sky, I realise I really want to. I want to see places and do things and feel terrified but do it anyway. I don’t want to hide anymore. What’s that quote? The one about wanting
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