How did this happen? Everything went so fast. It took me 10 months to prepare all the documentation - and now everything is over, everything is gone in a week where I travelled 40,000 km.
I had to return home due to some bad things that happened (or, better, that could happen), concerning my family. Also, I discovered that I just cannot live that far from home. I lived in Finland for 6 months once and it passed so fast, really a lovely experience. However, when the plane was slowly making its way to Australia, discomfort kicked in.
Did I really want to live that far from home for 3+ years, only in the hope of achieving a positiong (with a 90% failure percentage - very hard to land a teaching job at university for philosophy) that will 90% make me stay abroad? What seemed the most certain option started to crumble.
I am learning how to run my father's business right now - a thing that I never would have taken seriously months ago. My father was the business man, I wanted to study. Last days have been a rollercoaster, where I thought things like 'Damn, after all this is my business too. What will happen to this when my father will die? Will everything go to shit?'. It's a solid business and I started to think that throwing it away might be something that I would heavility regret in the future.
So, here I am. I feel quite strange, I have to say. But hopefully I will find my path.