It's January and typically back home people get very depressed this time of year. It's been several weeks since they have seen the sun, the weather is bitter cold, there's generally snow on the ground, and I'm usually at my happiest point. This year, things are a bit different, the sun is shining, its 75 degrees F. People are out and about it feels like summer here in San Diego, and of course I'm miserable.
I was content with my job for more than 2 years, I was never thrilled with it, but it was enough for me to get by, and I didn't hate it. That all changed slowly over the last few months. When I got back from my vacation in October, I was glad to be back at work for about a week, then I realized I was doing the same stuff day in and day out. I don't know why it took so long to sink in, but then one day last week it changed from discontent to hate like the flick of a switch. It's no secret the job has been the only thing keeping me in San Diego for well over a year now, and now that I feel the way I do, there is nothing left here for me.
About 5 or 6 months ago I seriously started looking into grad schools in different places. I had only been casually doing it for well over a year before that. I didn't realize it was even possible for me to attend a school overseas on the budget I had, until September. The plan I have in place right now is quite out of the ordinary, but that's what makes it appealing, and if it works out I should be in school this time next year in Europe. The hardest part of the whole thing is keeping the motivation to go into work everyday now however...  ¶ 12:32 AM