Has it been that long?

Six months ago this day, I put my feet on foreign soil after a very long day of traveling. When I passed through immigration, the officer checking my papers mentioned how he too had studied graphic design. 'Maybe you'll get back to it some day', I remarked. And then it randomly struck me; I'm pretty far from home right now.

These six months have been amazingly bitter-sweet. I've lived the unknown, while holding on to the familiar. This time has shown me that the possibilities are endless; you just need to take those first few steps. I may not have climbed mountains, but I have walked a long way, and it makes me proud. There are still things I want to do, and I am working towards them. But I know they're possible. And that's fine for now.

I celebrated my city-versary by having some pizza and wine with my favorite person here, my sister, who has made me more comfortable than I could ever think of being in a new city. I can't tell what the future holds for me, but if the past is any indication, it's definitely going to be interesting.