The need to leave

I was 17, clueless and thought i don't need to care about anything. I was bored from school, decided to start an apprenticeship. I had girlfriends, some better, some not that nice. Thought life is getting serious now. After breaking up i felt empty inside everytime. Typical teenage problems. I've got my diploma, moved into a small, affordable appartment. Couple of years and girlfriends later i found a nice girl, she was caring and funny. But after a while i got bored again. One of my best mates told be that he would like to go on a Working Holiday Visa to New Zealand. And at this point i knew that i would like to do the same. We decidet to go together, to leave Italy. I broke up with my girlfriend, quit working, moved out of the appartment. I left everything. Now, after a year of travelling New Zealand, couple of weeks in Southeast Asia, i'm sitting back home again. Waiting for my friends at a bar to get some coffee together. Back again. It doesn't feel wrong or right. It is just how it is. It is fine. Because i know that i will be in UK soon. There is only one thing that bothers me more and more: the fear of never be able to settle down again.