In a nutshell

I guess this chapter of my life can be considered as a 'filler episode'. A break, an interlude, you name it. Nowadays I'm looking at the world with a completely different perspective than before. The virtue of free time. The trap of a state of aimlessness. The happiness found in small, everyday things. The lack of need to treat your Time as gambling chips. The differences are vast, more than the foreign sensation of being in an open air space while I'm doing laundry.

Yes, now I'm exposed to things I've been sheltered from and sheltered from things I've been exposed to. Freedom from the obligation to be book-smart. Restrictions found in the demand to be street-smart. This is what I've been missing. This is the life that my friends were living while I was away.