I have finally come to the realization after many weeks of being in denial about going home, that I am indeed heading home in four days. I am not looking forward to going back, don't get me wrong I want to see my family and friends but I do not want to leave this wonderful continent. More specifically Portugal, but Europe in general also.
I have absolutely no idea where the five months have gone, honestly I doesn't feel like I've been away from home that long. I keep thinking about all the things I've seen, the things I've done, and the people I've met, and I keep wondering how it took five months. It's also weird to think that I've missed out on friends and families lives for five months, busy doing my own thing here in Europe. I think it will almost feel like I lost half a year in my "real" life when I get home.
I'm not looking forward to having to face the music when I get home...by getting a job, I thought by now I might have actually figured out what I want to do with my life. This was kind of my hope while I was away. That some how I would figure out my career goal while I was over here. But at last I have not figured it out, which makes the task of finding a job even more complicated. Well I know I want to get into photography but I also need a job to support myself on while I'm getting into the field. I absolutely hate looking for jobs, and the fact that I know I don't want to live in NS is also making it very difficult to try and commit to something.
I knew that when I got over here that I wouldn't want to come, I've always known that NS is not the place for me. Coming over here and experiencing everything Europe has to offer has solidified this for me. Like I said before this isn't good bye it's see you later...because I will be back here premently, this I can garuntee. I have never wanted something so much in all my life.
Convinces that I will be glade to have back;
Hair dryer
Curling iron
Straighter
Hot shower
Heat in the house
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