Back Again

Was it worth it? Yes. Living abroad for just shy of a year has really been a wakeup call. People always say that "I remember as if it was just yesterday," but I can't claim that. It was too saturated with great memories. I think I've traveled most of the EU now. England, Ireland, Scotland, Spain, Netherlands, Sweden, Portugal, France, Germany, Austria, and Italy. There are still more places I want to see but that mission is over.

A lot of my peers are preparing for their own outward bounds. Two of my friends are planning to teach English in Japan, one is going to South Korea for 3+ months, and another is going to visit London for a brief period to expand his horizons. Regardless of their reasons, I feel a particular kindred with those who ache to travel. It's the quest for something new. Perhaps something consequential in world consumed by deontology.

Have I achieved what I wanted out there? Yes and No. I've diagnosed myself with the psychological disorder of voracious-insatiability. Yes, I saw a lot of things. Yes, I got the education. Yes, I met people from all walks of the world. But a resounding NO, I haven't done all those things to my complete satisfaction. There are more people to meet. More majesties to witness. More things to learn. And I want it all.

Nonetheless, I have other priorities now. After I finish my thesis, I've got to take the next steps in my career path. My interests haven't changed much since I first left for London. I want to build. I don't want to just be the guy who sold the guy the house that he wanted for a long time. I want to put together a deal where I can leave landmarks in cities. I want to mastermind real estate developments that are energy-efficient and profitable to all parties involved.

So what's next? 1) Finish remaining school work. 2) Get some muscle back. 3) Visit Lady TaTa in Vegas. 4) Find a good firm to start my career. 5) Austin or Dallas?