In the past eight months, I have lived in four countries in four different continents. I have quit my job and shipped myself back to school. There were many struggling moments, a lot of them. I remembered all those difficult conversations I had with myself, with my mentors and with my family.
As of this moment, I am sitting in a shared flat on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean, waiting for school to start. I feel incredibly peaceful, and hopeful. One year ago, on this exactly same day, I would never see this coming. So after all, I have decided to take the risky route. The route that opens up tremendous uncertainty and possibilities. I have decided to follow the internal calling to pursue an interesting life, deviating away from the conservative and comfortable way of living.
Now it is the time to start again, to build a life that I do not want to escape from.