In less than two weeks I'm expecting to leave my country again.
Looking back to the times I moved to another country before, I guess this is the toughest one.
And I don't really know why.
I was looking after this opportunity but I never thought that it was going to be difficult to say goodbye again to everything I hold dear.
Is not just my family, my friends, my apartment, the girl I just met. It's really everything this time.
Professional development indeed will take me to another places - but my heart and soul are kind of suffering at the same time.
I wish I could match them all three by the next relocation.
