This semester abroad has gone by very fast, and I can't help but think what it will be like once I return to Los Angeles and New York. I haven't been home in quite some time, probably due to the past spontaneous summer job, schoolwork and family visits. It's strange to say that I can't but feel torn from wanting to be in a settled situation as to one that has been relatively tumultuous. Sometimes I feel so compelled to jump on to any situation, simply for the fun and thrill of the unknown. Unfortunately, because of obligations and my current commitment to my education, that will all have to wait. Sure, that's why we have summer, to bathe and soak in the warmth, and to "live" our lives; yet sometimes that will not do. Trust me, there has definitely been more than one or two occasions where I ponder what am I going to do once school finishes? Will I get a job right after? Will I move back home? Will I stay in New York? Should I take a year and move elsewhere? What about grad school? It's a lot to consider, but I suppose the infinite possibilities are what keeps me going in this gray and weary time.
