Final change in plans. For sure this time.

Yes, that was an intentional bit of foreshadowing when I re-iterated my indecisiveness in my last post. I had to check some things, but it's now official:

I'm coming home on Friday.

Staying last week was the right decision. I had to see about some things. They didn't work out, and I guess I at least thought it'd take a bit longer to find that out, but things go the way they go. But I'll never regret staying to find out out, regardless. And, for what its worth, the situation is ending on a mutually amicable and respectful note, rather than one of bitterness and anger, as it very easily could've.

But now, it is time to come home. Staying another two weeks is not going to change anything, and my overall mood has been one of a longing to be home. I really now think that was the reason I was meant to stay--to want to come home. Last Friday, I didn't want to leave. While I'll still be sorry to see this fantastic chapter of my life come to a close, I won't be dragged kicking and screaming from it as I would've been had I left when I had originally planned.

For those of you who know me in real life... family, close friends, co-workers... I can't wait to see you all again very soon. For anyone who I don't know, but who has enjoyed reading this, drop me a line if you're ever in the Port Huron, Dearborn, Ann Arbor or Chicago areas, as I expect I'll be spending plenty of time between those locales... I'd love to meet all of you and would be glad to share some tales from the road in person.

And if any of you happen to be a beautiful, young, single woman who would admire a well-travelled, introspective, funny, creative, passionate, hopeless romantic who would literally turn around just yards from the bus stop with all his luggage in tow before hopping back across the globe on the mere chance that there could be something special... well then, what the hell are you waiting for???