I have lost touch with everyone, to the point where I was in the same town as another one of my closest Simming friends from back in the day and yet through my own guilt over losing touch I didn't reach out to meet up (despite our promises years ago to one day meet in person)
I played the Sims again last night for the first time since like March.
Times have firmly changed, the game doesn't draw me in anymore, perhaps its not so much the times that have changed, rather the change has been in me. (Although Bob Dylan did say the times they are a-changing and who dares disagree with Mr. Dylan)
So I did sell my house and quit my job at the Bank. I went on the world tour that I had been planning. I left in April and have just finished up now. 6 months in total. My EU visa extension was declined in the end for a variety of reasons but for 3 months I was able to work with the refugees as intended.
I am now studying law, however I don't think I have the dedication to become a full lawyer. The initial intention is to become a Legal Executive and get work in Community Law. Apparently what happens is, at first, everyone wants to work in Community Law in order to help people but that you end up selling your soul to corporate law firms. Time shall tell.
I am feeling really positive about where I am now, something that could not be said for me when I was at the bank. I have drawn inspiration from the song: Make Your Own Kinda Music, made famous by Cass Elliot. I shall be singing at the top of my lungs, metaphorically speaking (mercifully), even if no one else is singing along.
The big thing I am grappling with is how to be a good friend without losing sight of my own aspirations. Or perhaps sometimes to grow, means also to grow apart? Some people never leave the flowerpot on the doorstep, and that's okay, but the flowerpot just isn't enough for me anymore.