With the Cheshire Cat's words in mind, as 2016 comes to a close, I can only hope my imagination does not fail me now.
Let's not even dive into US or British politics. This was the year I finally escaped academia after more than a decade in its embrace/clutches. I hopped continents in preparation for my big move to the UK, and even squeezed in a quick trip to country #39, Iceland. (Whether Scotland and England should count as separate countries, making Iceland my country #40, has yet to be resolved.)
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| Iceland: my 39th (or 40th?) country! |
We packed up our life and made it to England.
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| Road tripping from Denmark to England, our lives (and kitties!) all squeezed in a tiny car. |
I allowed myself the luxury of 6 weeks in Brighton before beginning work to settle in. It was enough time to make our house a home, and to fall in love with Brighton.
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| Brighton ❤ |
Unexpectedly, just 8 weeks later, my new career was cut short, on Christmas week no less. It was some comfort to know I was in good company: I wasn't the first new hire let go as the firm prepares to put their workforce "on the beach" while hoping to land new clients for 2017. And so I find myself on my couch, staring down my computer, trying once more to figure out just what I'm doing with my life.
Cat: Where are you going?
Alice: Which way should I go?
Cat: That depends on where you are going.
Alice: I don’t know.
Cat: Then it doesn’t matter which way you go.
-Alice's Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll
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| Hey, at least it's not just me. |
