I'm torn.
Despite the fact that all throughout A-School, knowing in my heart of hearts, all I ever really wanted was to go to Psych Tech C-School immediately after graduating, there but existed in me a small glimmer of regret that I did not choose fleet orders like the rest of my class.
I want to see the world, especially when travel and lodging is put up by someone else's dime.
Even though I relish in familiarity and established foundations, I want to live in a different city than the one I spent 20 years in.
I left it for a reason, no?
Before I left, did I not frequently complain that my surroundings have gone stale, that it had no longer anything left to offer me?
So why wish to return?
Why not expand my horizons, especially now that I'm still relatively young and unattached? When I still have the luxury of being a tumbleweed and going wherever the wind takes me?
I do want to settle down.
I do want a permanent place of my own, to find a spot and sleep soundly at night knowing that wherever I go, however far Life decides to take me, there will always exist a small piece of land that I will for the rest of my life know only as "HOME."
But for now, I have the privilege to broaden my understanding and experiences in this world for this short life. Why not take it and enjoy the journey? Accept the hand that I've been given and play it to my advantage?
Why not?