End of Week Reflection: Back into the Lions' Den

This past week was a blur as I got hurled back into the reality of work, homesickness, and yearning for friends.

I just realized that I am again well on my way to getting burnt out. In my line of work, it is a given that I would at times thread dangerously close to that. I hope I don't give up though, especially now that my binding contract has ended.

I can't say enough of this, but my home is indeed my place of power. Getting uprooted from all of that, and sent to a place where there are no reliable support really hurts me to the core.

The fog of false security and weak bonds have lifted,
and I can see clearly now. But I paid a high price for clarity...
my sense of belonging...
my spontaneity...

I know that there will be days when I'd feel like I lost in that barter... I miss my friends...