Coming back home after a three months trip around SE Asia felt completely wrong. Everybody asked me if I wasn’t looking forward to go home. No, definitely not. As nice as it was to get picked up by my friends and spend the first evening telling stories and drinking great Austrian wine, by the next afternoon I felt lost. Sitting at home in my reading chair looking out of the window to miserable, cold summer weather, I asked myself what the heck I was doing here?
I am not prone to depression but this first week back home was one of the hardest I ever had. I really felt terrible. Starting to work then a week later didn’t make it better but at least my life had more structure. Because just being at home and cleaning out my place (a great list of what to throw away), was not really fulfilling. If not even downright depressing.
Looking back now on the last two months at home, I am back in the real world. But that doesn’t mean that I am not dreaming of leaving it behind again. I have organized my life a bit differently, starting to do charity work instead of just liking it on Facebook. While traveling I decided that once at home I would actually do something. And it is fulfilling, I can tell you.
I have also started to go running again and I will share with you my latest achievements soon. With this post I wanted to let you know that my travel for the moment are over. I am back to the daily grind of going to work which doesn’t leave lots of room for exploring other countries. But (isn’t there always a but?) I have already planned a couple of short trips and in the meantime I will explore my city. So bear with me, better times are coming. Until then I will do my best to keep you entertained here. Yours, Pollybert