Happy New Year

This is it, the last day of the year 2012. Hard to believe, but it's true. I know that dwelling on this topic will sound hideous in a few weeks, but the 31st of December will always be a meaningful date. It marks the end and the beginning of the annual cycle. So many days in between have passed now and I look back on a fantastic year. Again, I am more than glad that I started this blog, it makes it so much easier to recap the past twelve months of my life. 

January began with a lot of work for school. That's right, last year I was a student, enrolled in a masters program on the other side of the world. My life in London, a beautiful journey that I don't want to miss for anything in the world. I had a great time over there and I definitely left a little bit of my soul there. The people I've met, the streets that I've walked through, all the little things that happened. Man, thinking about this really makes me wonder. 

I read the posts that I wrote when I visited home and let out a deep sigh. Why, because it's home. That's actually worth thinking about. Is it really home? I left London in June and moved back to my parents' for a short time. I stayed for about five, six weeks and moved here. I found a place and signed a contract, I'm paying rent. I have a phone, a bank account, a travel card for the local bus and subway system. This is where I live, but can I call it home?

I received my degree and lost my status as a student, I survived Bolaven, I got a job and quit a month later, I started another job even though it doesn't pay, I lived off my humble savings and didn't care because I'm happy. I met a girl, she's amazing. She makes me smile when there's nothing to laugh about. She makes me focus on work when all I want to do is shut down my computer. She makes me look forward to the next twelve months and whatever they might bring.