…I die a little.
I leave Murcia in a little more than 12 hours. I do not think I’ll miss Murcia per se. Obviously, I will miss my friends and colleagues here. I certainly won’t miss the weather, which is currently hitting a daily high of mid-40s Celsius.
I definitely don’t feel as sad about leaving here as I did about leaving Wrocław. But as the time to move to China fast approaches, I feel a wariness I didn’t have when moving from Poland to Spain. I’m starting to feel the weight of constantly moving to a new place. I feel a certain sadness to leave the community (however far-flung) that I’ve created for myself in Europe. One of my best friends is getting married in two weeks in Los Angeles, and I’m starting to feel a pull to come home and be with my friends and family.
I guess the globe-trotting life has its expiration date.