(noun) – ” A moment of sudden and great revelation or realisation. “
I didn’t wake up with the realisation I was coasting. Christ didn’t come to me in a dream and I certainly didn’t experience a moment of instant clarity. If anything, a monotone comment from my driving instructor just knocked a bit of sense into me.
It’s 9am, Saturday morning and I’m freezing my tits off in my instructor’s Mini Cooper – because I’m the sort of person who regrettably books their slot that early and unknowingly sacrifices their beloved boozy Friday nights. Hindsight is a wonderful thing.
Anyway so we’re driving along the dual carriageway and as I’m turning off he asks, ” Laura, why shouldn’t we coast around corners? “. Boom, I’d been practising this one in my driving theory… ” Because I’m not in control “.
Eureka. I am a coaster, as depressing as that sounds.
For me, finishing University was a cold, hard slap in the face. That heavy-hearted nostalgia along with the realisation that most of your friends live two hours away can be pretty hard hitting. Especially when you’re rejected from every graduate scheme and end up back at Sainsbury’s taking complaints and being spat at by Crawley ‘badmen’. Let’s not even broach the time I found a human faeces in aisle 6.
Fast forward a few months and I finally secured my first job in Digital Marketing. Working in the realm of Social Media and visual content which is exactly what I love doing. Nonetheless, life hits you where it hurts and I ended up entering redundancy a year later.
I’ve spent years striving towards deadlines and working endless hours just to afford the basics, so I can’t begin to explain how empty it feels to coast without a purpose. Redundancy is a difficult process to get your head around. Someone has made a decision you have limited control over, and that’s why I need to take it back.
Coasting isn’t an option anymore.
Therefore, I’m taking this experience as an opportunity and hitting the reset button. Starting with this blog. I’ve always been a little envious of bloggers. Does the stuff they write about really happen? How do they have the time to invest in such a project? How can they afford to fund their experiences?
Well I love writing, and a little while ago I started an Instagram account to keep track of my favourite affordable food safe havens. Now I have the time, I’ve decided to use the skills I’ve learnt across social media and website design to transform it into fully-fledged, uncensored food and travel project.
Whether you’re after a bottomless brunch, drinking den, date night idea or an Airbnb – you can follow my uncensored journey around London, and even further afield.
I hope you have as much fun reading this blog as I will writing it.