At home in one hundred places.

This last week has been one of the most crazy, confusing and amazing of my life so far. After feeling lost and misplaced only a few short weeks ago I find myself now with the hardest decision of my life before me, and not the one I ever expected to make. Which job I will take, which path I will follow and where I will live is only the beginning. What it really comes down to at this point is the realisation that at times the place which I call home and which is forever engraved in my heart is sometimes indistiguishable from somewhere else.

At least I now know one thing and that is that I want to make a difference, to feel that I am adding some value to the world in my own small way, and that this has nothing to do with arbitrary political borders painted on the ground.

I’ll never be lost again.