How's this for a juxtaposition...
I am currently sitting on my balcony, weather as perfect as can be, having just eaten some delicious croquetas, enjoying a glass of wine and the final wafts of azahar in the air. --- And I'm working on my résumé, job searching in the States, and wondering how I might actually afford a plane ticket home.
At any given second in time, I can be 100% sure that I want to stay in Spain forever, or 100% sure that I am ready to go back to the US and work a real job.
It's okay. I question my own sanity, too.
Does anybody ever really know what they want in life?
Maybe we just have too many options.
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