3 weeks is the perfect amount of time I need to transition back into life.
I love the sunny weather, the dry desert heat. I appreciate that I don't have to give a fake smile to people while walking down the street. I walk everywhere, and I'm no longer stranded in The Big City Filled With Nothing. (aka Atlanta, Georgia). Even though I'm not the biggest fan of L.A., I can still manage to fit in and feel normal. I love seeing Jews everywhere, I love the fact that there is no humidity, I love the palm trees and I love the Hollywood hills. Yep, I'm halfway home.
In all this free time I've been thinking a lot about my future. I have so many insecurities, dark thoughts that enter my head informing me "whatever I would like to happen won't" and it's also unrealistic in our "economic crisis". Did I make the right choice? Should I try to make a change and move? Am I going to the right place, will I be working the right jobs... Well... What is it you actually really want to do anyway? No seriously, what are you doing with your life?
Well, the answer I have is that I guess no one is ever really sure what they're doing. We can all start one way and end up in another place. I trusted in my gut feeling when I decided. It's only let me down once before, so "it" and I are still on a pretty good track.
I'm going to Australia soon. Before I leave, I'll try to pull some strings and get a good camera. My handy dandy canon powershot no longer has a flash and the buttons are beginning to wear. Next thing you know I'll be blogging from down under.