The Big decision
In my current ‘unemployed’ state home from New York, I was in the position to head straight on out to Ibiza for a 2nd season. Suitcase packed, essentials bought, somehow I just couldn’t book the flight. In my head I was already back behind the bar in Revs with the girls, partying every night, and sunbathing in the day. But my heart told me to stay. I realised that as…