Cut to the feeling.
Heading home to reality after a much needed break. I tried new food, enjoyed delicious wine, met some great people, danced, swam, gambled...but it's time to move a little bit forward. Need to get back to working out and progressing mentally and emotionally via therapy sessions.
Work is still yet to be determined. However, the desire to travel has been reignited recently. I can't say I really have a reason to stay in the DFW anymore after the passing of both of my grandparents in the last 5 months..and I no longer have Sebastian. Being home has only resulted in making me feel even more lost and incredibly lonely. The dating situation is for a whole entry for a later time. But now, I could move anywhere I wanted..and having had the luxury of seeing 80% of the US whilst traveling previously for work, I could make an informed decision. Providence and Las Vegas are top two picks, realistically and financially. But I will never settle down if I insist on traveling. I wouldn’t have a home base. Not really. A place to rest my bones when I return for time off...and I could do that anywhere. Just wouldn’t be very meaningful. Wouldn’t have anyone to come home to and share stories with...or spoil. It’s time for myself and all I can seem to think about is dating. That’s so typical of me...I wonder when I’ll grow out of this shit. Maybe I don’t want to but it seems to be proven unfruitful, to say the least. If I take a job in the DFW, I could finally finish school and get my PhD, which has been my dream since I was 17. That seems like the responsible and more fulfilling route, honestly. Money is great but I’d rather be accomplished. Also, it helps that the profession I’m going into does pay handsomely. Guess that’s a major bonus. There’s so much to consider, and after November, things start rolling in full motion. I suppose I’ll keep enjoying the ride and seeing what comes my way...