After I left England with a heavy heart and the realization that my Mr. Wonderful was not there, I began to question my goals and dreams. Did I really want to just meet someone in my home state, get a steady job, and settle down with a husband and babies? Or did I want to continue the quest and continue looking for my dream life somewhere else?
For a while I tried the normal thing. I got a job as a technical editor for a government contracting agency and I began taking classes toward a master's degree in creative writing. But I was still restless. In truth, I was afraid of falling into the rut of conformity.
In 1999, I decided to take off again and keep looking for the elusive "Nicholas Dunraven" and a life abroad. This time I went a little further afield...to Australia.
Have you ever been afraid of the rut of conformity?
