The Here and Now

Today I had a meeting.

Today I had THE meeting.

I was in the big building with the administration all clad in suits and ties

I walked in with my ripped jeans and an old leather jacket ready for THE meeting.

I sat, we chatted, we mulled over the more serious of matters and chuckled over the lighter ones.

When I left the building there was a weight off my shoulders. I am officially not re-newing my contract. I am moving back to the states. To the lower 48. To the “Real World.”

It’s has been a long and difficult process to figure out what to do. Should I stay or should I go?
Should I continue on in a world so far away?
Should I move back to a place of gas prices and jobs where you actually have to work?

Today was THE meeting.

My boss looked surprisingly sad too see me not sign on the line and encouraged me to come back again someday. He also asked if I had any friends back home who would want to take my place here.

We discussed plane tickets. I should have a one way ticket in the next week or so.
We talked about my last paycheck and the housing deposit.
We talked about Visa’s and passports.

I am going home. Or at least to my home country. At least for awhile.
Only 45 more days…