I have been overcome by my desire to be relocated overseas. Short of becoming of becoming obssessed with the idea of working abroad, I have not had a single moment since I came back from Australia that i have not dreamed of being there and doing the stuff that I would do if i was really there. I'd like to believe that by now, I have been able to master the wisdom of surrender but apparently, this case proves me wrong.
Its so difficult to let go of that which I want so much. This is probably the second time this year when I wanted something so badly that I feel a sickening stir in my stomach whenever I think about it. I welcome this as a challenge to my character and faith, one which has an elevated level of difficulty. Im sure I'll get through this, unscathed or otherwise is another issue. There is no doubt that I'll learn from this.
