Where am I now again?

Hhhhmmmm... where to begin? The past few weeks have been, well, intense. To put it in a nutshell, my most recent achievements are: 1) writing a presentation for a scholarship and handing it in, 2) cashing in from my translations and 3) buying my plane ticket. I'm definitely burnt out, but finally things seem to be falling into place. It's all starting to take shape, and boy am I grateful for it. It's defenitely helping my peace of mind.

Now that I'm temporarily away from the burocratic madness, I can go back to my routines and brush up my speech (which I'll show on my first day of class). I can also look for a place to stay. The actual search will of course start once I'm in New York again, but I'm already asking everyone I know if they know someone looking for a roommate.

It's a strange life, being at home for the last weeks. I want to be in the moment as much as I can, and yet I must think about (and plan for) the near future. I squeeze meetings with friends I won't see for months among preparations for January. I also keep in touch with my friends in New York, some of whom give a hand with various things. I try to be around for everyone here, and still my head seems to be partly there already. The most similar thing to being in two places at the same time is probably this.