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Apparently I am having, "more interesting than my life," envy issues lately. It isn't horrible, but some part of me is clamoring for something that is out of the ordinary for me. Or am I wishing that what is so ordinary for others was ordinary for me? Perhaps I just need a project or a temporary change.
I find myself yearning after travel. I randomly looked up flights to India. Did you know that you can go for $1,400? And that they now have a direct flight to Mumbai from New Jersey? 24 hours in transit in that scenario. Could I do it in a two week trip? Jet lagged to hell. I want longer.
I see pictures of France and want to go move to a small French Village for a year or two, learn French and do.... something. I read Amanda Palmer's blog and find myself wanting to travel in circles where I can wear whatever I want and hang out with people like Neil Gaiman.
I am starting the slow process of embarking into my private practice as a counselor. This isn't the time to move for a year or two. I would have to put the cats into quarantine for six months, or some other amount of time, depending on where I moved. I have a relationship with someone I am crazy about who is very settled into his job and owns a house. This isn't the time to move to a new country. What the hell would I do there? How would I pay the bills? What would I do with all of my stuff?
Just what the hell is it that I am wanting?
Ah, the big, important question.
I find myself yearning after travel. I randomly looked up flights to India. Did you know that you can go for $1,400? And that they now have a direct flight to Mumbai from New Jersey? 24 hours in transit in that scenario. Could I do it in a two week trip? Jet lagged to hell. I want longer.
I see pictures of France and want to go move to a small French Village for a year or two, learn French and do.... something. I read Amanda Palmer's blog and find myself wanting to travel in circles where I can wear whatever I want and hang out with people like Neil Gaiman.
I am starting the slow process of embarking into my private practice as a counselor. This isn't the time to move for a year or two. I would have to put the cats into quarantine for six months, or some other amount of time, depending on where I moved. I have a relationship with someone I am crazy about who is very settled into his job and owns a house. This isn't the time to move to a new country. What the hell would I do there? How would I pay the bills? What would I do with all of my stuff?
Just what the hell is it that I am wanting?
Ah, the big, important question.