Life has been a bit crazy lately. Good crazy… in that I’ve achieved some massive personal and professional goals. And what’s more, I’ve been living the location independent lifestyle that I’ve always wanted – working from five different countries in as many weeks.

But as the dust settles, I find myself back home… exhausted, unfocused and wondering what the hell I do now?

I know I can’t be the only person that ever finds themselves in this self-induced limbo land, yet I rarely hear of these people.

Online and offline we are bombarded with stories of people doing, building and achieving amazing things.

These stories are supposed to inspire us, but I can’t be the only person that sometimes finds them deflating.

Sometimes these success stories only serve to make me feel less successful. Stories of unrelenting passion, make me question my own passion. Stories of single-minded determination, make me doubt my own determination. Stories of achievement, make things I’ve achieved feel small and inconsequential.

Where are the stories of ‘successful’ people sitting at home in their pyjamas wondering what the hell they are doing with their life?

I’m not saying I’m on the edge. Tomorrow I’m sure I’ll wake up and remember what I’m doing and why. But right now I’d like to know I’m not the only freak in the world that has these moments of uncertainty. I want to know that it’s a natural part of the journey. And that for every up there is a down. And for every down there is an up.

I want to hear that even successful people have bad days, and that all I need to do is keep on keeping on… one small step at a time.