London: Thunder or Blunder?

I want to go on a working holiday to the UK. I never thought I would say that. It's done, old and hardly as adventurous as in year's gone by. I have always been afraid of doing the ordinary and being well, ordinary.

But I am no different from the average 23 year old university graduate. And I am desperately searching for my place under the sun where I can be an active contributor to society.

I've been unhappily employed for over a year now doing things not even remotely associated with my passion and skill. Sometimes unemployment seems not so bad. So after this limbo year, I have decided to sell all my worldly possessions and go to the UK for two years on a working holiday.

I imagine the opportunities there are in abundance and the possibility of making oodles of cash is just too much to pass up. I know it's not a certainty, but nothing here is either.

Since I graduated, all the professionals in the journalism and radio industries have been advising me that Port Elizabeth is going to get me nowhere. Being a small town girl at heart I believed that if anyone could make it as a journalist in PE, it was me. I am not sure if my ego was inflated or I just haven't tried hard enough, but it didn't happen. Thus I set off in search of greener pastures.

This is big. For me, its huge. It's bigger than deciding what to study, which institution to attend, and realising I am with the love of my life. Everything before this moment seemed much easier. I have always had a clear trajectory while now I feel lost. It's as if every road appears to be made of yellow bricks, but which are spray-painted, and which road is true yellow brick?

This expedition could end disastrously, but if I don't do it, I am going to end disastrously. I don't know if I am being too lax and should be working harder at forging my career. I do however know that for the first time in a long time I am truly excited about something.

I spend night after night hoping my mom or brother would give me a sign telling me this is the right or wrong thing to do. I know it is in vain because the whole point of this is to decide for yourself, and live with the consequences. Now that's scary...