From Sydney to San Fran to Dallas to Pensacola. My journey home was a long one. It is funny how your life can be completely transported. I woke up in Sydney and after a few flights, I arrived home where everything was the same. It is like life teleported me to some other place and then dropped me right back in the middle of things. The big news is that I am returning to Sydney. My job in Sydney liked me enough to ask me to return. So, return I will. I am excited to go back and nervous all at the same time. It's weird. I didn't really expect that it would pan out for some reason. I found out within a couple weeks of my departure that this was an option but for it to be a reality is surreal. I take it as a huge compliment. I guess that my former boss in ATL had beaten me down so much mentally that I was lacking self-esteem. Since my arrival, I have seen a lot of relatives that I haven't seen in a while and it has been good. I have eaten like a pig and slept more than I thought possible. It is pretty odd to think that a year ago at this time, I was sitting in my apartment in Atlanta, packing up my life for an adventure in Australia and here I sit, going back. One decision is like a domino effect, whether it be a positive decision or negative. One thing happens and then life plays out. Odd.