"Some journeys take us far from home. Some adventures lead us to our destiny" – C.S. Lewis
It would be fair to say that Texas and I have a slightly fraught relationship. It hasn’t been an easy location for me in many ways but we’ve made it work. On the whole, I think that Houston and I have a healthy respect for each other these days.
Yet last week I found myself falling into one of expat life’s psychological traps. I like to call it ‘comparison roulette’. It’s a dangerous game and it’s highly likely that someone will get hurt. Continue reading “Beating the location blues”
It’s funny how things come full circle. In the last few weeks, two emails about university graduations have landed in my inbox. One was reminding me that I graduated 25 years ago and the other informed me that I had completed my B.Sc. in Psychology.
I started the psychology degree in Norway. I had been working as a freelance consultant for organisations that I loved but the commute from Stavanger to Belfast is not exactly an easy one and I was beginning to feel less relevant and more remote from my clients’ needs. I realised that I could (within reason, the law of the land and my own moral compass) do whatever I wanted to do. I also realised that I was maybe a little bit bored when there wasn’t a lot of work to be done.