Truth is I don’t know what I want. I’m thirty years old and I feel like I’m stuck in my life. In the way I was raised: you study, you take a flat, and if you find a long-term job you do not quit it. I am going a little against it now.

It may be my thirty-something crisis. I decided to do what I always wanted to: take a year off. Just for me. Start with a trip. Even if the idea of leaving alone scares me a little. I do not even go to the cinema alone. It has been decided for three weeks and I have already thought about my itinerary.