I don’t like dwelling on things. Shit happens, I reflect and move on – quickly. Dwelling, means that I am missing the next opportunity to learn. I don’t like missing things, especially when I deem them important.
And now I am on the brink of a life altering decision. All fuzzy logic would point towards me going to China and accepting a teaching position at a university there. Everything else is telling me to hold out and wait for something better, which may not present itself in the very near future.
Continue my quest of 7 continents in 7 years in the most practical and affordable way possible – teaching, or go back get a job and fall in line with everyone else. Geeze, putting it that way makes the answer stand out even more. So why am I so torn over such a seemingly easy question? Family. Mine and MINE. The latter doesn’t exactly exist…yet. Enter “dwelling” stage left.
So here I am contemplating odds and opportunities that could or may not present themselves leaving me wondering about the potential hindsight of making either decision and trying to figure out wtf I am going to do.
Not that it really has any impact on the decision, but I most likely will have an offer from the French Teaching Assistantship to go and teach in the Marseille arondisement for next year as well. I’ll most likely be turning that one down, for the second time in as many years. It definitely pays to have options, but sometimes I just want all but one to go and take a swan dive off a cliff.
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