The beginning of the adventure

However, I miss being safe, to have someone and something to come home to. Not to mention a proper home. But so I hear, this is only the beginning of the adventure.

There are a million ways of doing things, and you certainly can't take it all in at once. I know 22-year-olds who've been married for ages, going on their second home and their second child, living like respected members of the community, making an impact, making enough money, yet they have less education than your average 15-year-old. One day, they will go back to school.

And look at myself, renting a room in someone else's home, exchanging big bucks and upward mobility for a flexible work-situation, free to go wherever I want, whenever I want. Soon to add more prestige to my CV. Soon to take another trip around the world. One day, I will go home and settle down.