I'm trying. It's ridiculous. I've been actually writing in a journal (a journal you ask? what about the unread blog?) but I guess I can't just write out all of my internal thoughts on the internet. But the questions never change -- where to live? Who do I want to be?
But I am doing ok -- the trip to Australia was amazing and while it took a bit to adjust to being here on my own, I am getting there. I'm making plans for things and I've decided that I can be gloomy or think about how lucky I am to have two fantastic lives -- one in a great small town, and the other in my favorite city. I know that sounds Pollyanna, but it's better than the alternative, which is doubting choices and being bitter that the economy tanked.
Plus, I have such amazing people in my life on two sides of this continent (and in the southern hemisphere), I know I live a life with a lot of love and support.
That doesn't mean that I was a whole lot of fun to be around after I got back from Australia!
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