Crossroads

I realize that at any given moment in a person's life, they are at a crossroads.  Every action and thought a defining moment, always between the ambiguities of the past and the possibilities of the future.  At this moment in my life, I am finishing up my bachelor's degrees in English and Anthropology, teaching at a juvenile correctional facility, have already walked in graduation, and will be off in roughly a month to live in foreign countries for a year.  For those who don't know, I'll be working on an archaeological dig in Israel from July 1-21st, meeting up with my friend Kat in Vienna and traveling with her to Budapest, taking a flight to Moldova for a missions trip, and then moving to Liberec in the Czech Republic for ten months teaching English as a foreign language.  After that, I'll probably come home and get a job and work towards a masters in Anthropology or something...but I don't want to get ahead of myself.  I have confidence in who I am, but I am looking to find out more about what direction my life might take.  

Back to the present... I am sorting through piles of my things and trying to decide what to pack in boxes to have my parents ship to me once I am settled in Liberec.  It's hard knowing what to take and what to leave behind, and I have a feeling that decision is only going to get more difficult as I grow older and find myself attached to even more people and places.  Sometimes I think that's why people never leave home or travel far.  In any event, I'm still young and I have a lot of bags and boxes to go through, so that will be all for today.