I Have 69 Days Left Before I Am Kicked Out Of Vietnam

Before you read this know that this is unedited and unrefined to give you the truest glimpse into my headspace that I feel is murky at best and an impenetrable fortress of confusion to me. Your thoughts would be greatly appreciated.

I am on the clock. How do I make this work in this short space of time I am not too sure but what I know is that I can’t go back home after this not because I am not allowed. I just don’t want to.

That may sound overly dramatic but the truth is I just don’t want to be living the life that I was living before with the type of people that I had surrounded myself with.

BACKSTORY

So to give a little backstory. On the Tuesday the 12th of March this year I made my way onto a flight from Brisbane airport bound for Hanoi with the intent to not return to Australia again unless of my own choosing. Now I have defined this for myself as coming back because I miss family and loved ones, I have found I job that I want to pursue in Australia or to support family in sickness or hardship.

I don’t want to have my tail in-between my legs coming home to Brisbane airport on the 10th of June because I am in broke or in debt, out of options and having to find a bed to sleep in at my parents home.