cup memories

another wc ended and not without incident. it was certainly memorable. kind of shocking, like when france beat brazil eight years ago. only more shocking. as i said memorable.

back to real life. i’m now in my last month of tehran time. i’ll start counting down my last four weeks as of tomorrow. i like countdowns. the pressure is on and the heat is up. potentially this may well be the most interesting month given that friends are in the city, upcoming traveling, hajj experience and VERY large family gatherings, new staff additions, and of course trying desperately to complete dozens of files. saying goodbye will be a mixed emotional experience. i’m certainly looking forward to my week break in the old country before heading home.

but there are new beginnings on the horizon too. i could easily add another amusing scene to the play. i’m going to wait and see how things work out in the upcoming scenes so i know how to better place everything in context. i like confusion sometimes. the uncertainty of not knowing how things will end and where the hell i’ll end up. but that’s just me. and that’s my current feeling. i’m only slightly envious of my friends who are steadily employed with set career paths.

keep rockin till the next cup.