Short-term security, long-term cravings

I sit here at my desk nearing the end of my last day at Prestige Signs, gazing out of the window at the grey Cornish drizzle.

The weekend is coming but after a hectic blowout in Exeter last week, I'm looking to a couple of low-key few days off this time around.

It was great to see Phil, one of my oldest friends, and even better to see him making a great life for himself with his lovely house, long-term girlfriend and his management job.

After my lent detox perhaps what happened that night was inevitable. I woke up the next day unable to piece back the night before and with half of my eyebrow missing.

Despite not remembering anything past 23:00 it was great to get a few of the old crew back together.

Anyway, I digress.

I'm posting to inform you that my freelance work at the West Briton has seen them award me with a permanent position.

I've enjoyed it here at Prestige but working full-time in the local press is an opportunity that I am in no position to refuse and it's nice to have my hard work and graft since starting in there January recognised.

The contract is temporary, covering a woman off on maternity leave, and only runs until September.

After this I'm unsure where my future lies, but I'm going to embrace the opportunity and work hard to improve my skills as a journalist and hopefully leave a positive mark on the powers that be at the paper.

It feels good to have finally got a full-time post in the industry that I've always studied hard and hoped to work in, even if it is only temporary.

Right now I'm not worried about September. By that point I'll have more invaluable experience under my belt and they may even opt to keep me on if the woman does not return after giving birth.

My urge to travel still remains however, and I constantly find myself immersed in travel literature.

I've done well in my life so far and visited scores of countries forging relationships and creating plentiful memories along the way, but all of this along with inspiration taken from the trips of others, has only served to whet my appetite and make me long to visit more exotic far-flung corners of the globe.

My dream is to take a trip on the lengthy journey that is the Trans Siberian Railway, visiting cities and taking in the varying terrain of biggest country of the world.

Also on the list is the opportunity to sample the neon metropolis that is Toyko before heading out to the Japanese countryside to absorb the centuries old culture and traditions that exist there.

One day, when I've finally developed adequate Spanish skills, I'd love to travel around South America and hike the heights of the Machu Pichu and attempt to dance the tango on the streets of Buenos Airies, shortly before tucking into a mean and juicy steak.

Hopefully one day.

From my life experience so far I'm now a firm believer that everything happens for a reason and for the foreseeable future I'll continue to work hard writing stories and the approaching Cornish summer.

I'm excited to visiting Thailand in September and who knows what lies ahead for me after that.

The world is a big place and if I don't allow myself to be insulated within a bubble, the possibilities are endless.

I hate the concept of YOLO, I normally see it as an acronym to excuse behaviour that wouldn't normally be acceptable. However, the words you only live once are certainly ring true, so I'm going to do all I can to ensure that when I look back on my life I remember one of adventure, discovery, happiness and success.