The months after I got back into the states were kinda out of it. Pretty wierd at times and now it's like it was all a dream...alot happened, yet not much happened...kinda hard to explain. Good stuff, bad stuff, memorable stuff and some things I wish I could just forget in a way. Although I use those experiences to further my personal growth and experience, some shit is just...ugh. You know? Anyway, I eventually started back at the restaurant/bar that I was working at before I left. Someone I used to work with at Landry's Seafood in Kemah, Texas took over ownership and found thast I was living right around the corner and looking for something to keep me busy so he recruited me, so he summoned me so to speak...meanwhile and even before that the initial plan was to work on getting back to New Zealand on a more permenant Visa. I was going back to live. That was the plan. I was planning on being back within 3 months and let me tell you it was way more difficult of a process than I could have imagined, considering the options that my friend and I were considering. Time consuming, stress inducing and expensive. It would take an attorney. An immigration lawyer. I'll go back one day, but as of right now I'm not sure on what terms, basis or for how long. I finally just had to accept that with everything going on around me and the circumstances, etc...that what we had planned just wasn't meant to be. That's all. There's something else in store for me and I accept that and I embrace it. I do miss New Zealand and the people I met while I was there. Such a wonderful, beautiful place...I'll definately go back.
So anyway..I start back to work. Wait - let's back up. Before I started back to work I met someone. Let's leave it right there until next time. I may even go back further and into more detail about all the wierd shit I mentioned @ the beginning of this post.
Kia Kaha!
