Goodbye Nima, Welcome Back Ongy

It has recently been a time of mixed emotions. Initially I was sad that a good friend is about to leave Melbourne for work. But this sadness was tempered by the news that another good friend has returned to Melbourne for work. So I guess the net number of friends I have around remains the same hehehe.

Seems everyone I am friends with these last few years has graduated, found work, and moved forward in their lives (myself included). But where is 'forward' for me? What paths are open to me, and what path should I take? Can I have everything I want in life, or do I have to compromise? Can I have my cake and eat it too? Time will tell. For over a year now I have known that I would have to make a decision about whether to stay in Melbourne or go back to NSW. But I have consistently deferred making a decision, using procrastination as a means to distract myself from the difficult decision that faces me. I think about all the people out there less fortunate than me, and chastise myself for thinking I have it so hard because of this decision I have to make. After all I have a roof under my head, people who I care about and who care about me, a stable job, enough money to feed and clothe myself. But suffering, like most things, is relative. I feel as though I am suffering, with a weight on my shoulders that I know how to remove but don't have the strength to actually do it.