I’ve been in Hungary for almost three months! I’ve learned the lay of the land, had some fun, but have mostly been buried under my research. It’s weird, but I feel like I’ve been here for years. I don’t feel like “me” anymore.
Removed from my “normal” life, I’m a bit harried. I’m always rushing, there’s never enough time to do everything I want to do. This is sometimes a problem at home, too, but it’s somehow magnified here. One thing I do seem to have lots of time for is introspection. I’m always lost in thought as I make my way through the city to the library (on what has to be the most rickety bus). I think it’s the beautiful surroundings that make me think more. Is it the gloomy, grey weather that is shaping my thoughts?
I’m not sure I know what I want to be when I grow up anymore. I thought I knew where my talents lie, but recently my confidence has been shaken. I want to do everything, but feel like I’m not really good at anything. In any case, I’m thankful for the luxury of being able to contemplate these things. I’m also thankful for the friends, family and Hubby who motivate me to try harder.
P.S. And of course I messed up the time when I set this post to publish, so it only went live later in the afternoon (EST). Le sigh. It’s been one of those days. Here’s to the weekend, when I hope everything turns around and the sun shines.