Steven told me a story. It was good, so I listened to it two times:
A young man had recently acquired a good job in New York. He was in a relationship with the girl of his dreams, and felt that life was about as perfect as it can be. Then he found out that his girlfriend was cheating on him, and they split up. He walked into work and said that he knew he was supposed to give a month’s notice, but he couldn’t take it anymore and had to escape.
So, that’s what he did. He’d always been interested in the Middle East, and booked a plane ticket for Saudi Arabia. For the next two weeks, he sat in a Saudi hotel, crying his eyes out. He described the situation as ‘jumping out of an airplane, but without a parachute.’
He soon found out that being a native English speaker could be used in his favor, and he soon found himself with a job as a professor at a local university. He was daunted by the task, and a little worried that he was not fit for the position, until another professor, a local, asked him whether the word ‘window’ was a noun or a verb.
He eventually found closure, and began enjoying life again. He thought of all his friends living back at home, stuck in lives of mediocrity, and came to this conclusion:
“You know, people often fear that they will miss the boat if they go off and journey or do some exploration, when in all reality, the boat already left the harbor a long time ago.”
Steven tells it better than I. Regardless, this story struck home with me. I have often felt that I would be missing the boat back here at home if I went off and participated in any number of foreign adventures. I will not be misled any longer.
A young man had recently acquired a good job in New York. He was in a relationship with the girl of his dreams, and felt that life was about as perfect as it can be. Then he found out that his girlfriend was cheating on him, and they split up. He walked into work and said that he knew he was supposed to give a month’s notice, but he couldn’t take it anymore and had to escape.
So, that’s what he did. He’d always been interested in the Middle East, and booked a plane ticket for Saudi Arabia. For the next two weeks, he sat in a Saudi hotel, crying his eyes out. He described the situation as ‘jumping out of an airplane, but without a parachute.’
He soon found out that being a native English speaker could be used in his favor, and he soon found himself with a job as a professor at a local university. He was daunted by the task, and a little worried that he was not fit for the position, until another professor, a local, asked him whether the word ‘window’ was a noun or a verb.
He eventually found closure, and began enjoying life again. He thought of all his friends living back at home, stuck in lives of mediocrity, and came to this conclusion:
“You know, people often fear that they will miss the boat if they go off and journey or do some exploration, when in all reality, the boat already left the harbor a long time ago.”
Steven tells it better than I. Regardless, this story struck home with me. I have often felt that I would be missing the boat back here at home if I went off and participated in any number of foreign adventures. I will not be misled any longer.
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