Jan 06, 2008 06:30
I watched the sunrise today and drank some tea. I'm feeling better and less tired but still a long way to go till I'm really over the jetlag.
I thought about a lot of things, those 3am thoughts, and I do feel better about where I am, geographically and mentally. I talked it over with my guy, and if we're friggin' nomads forever, WHO CARES? If we move to Singapore next and then Hong Kong and wind up in Fiji and don't come back to a mortgage, car payments and furniture sets, that's fine. If it becomes not fine, we can get those things.
I have met people who spent most of their life bouncing from place to place and to be fair, they don't appear to be the happiest lot. But hell, they might not have been happy to begin with.
I'm putting this pressure on myself to come "home," whatever that is, and play catch-up so I can do something more normal, more formative, more means to an end. To what end? The people I love want what THEY think is best for me, namely to get re-settled in the US. But they may not know.
It will do me no good to move back under emotional duress and wish I was anywhere else.