“At home you’re always only an outgrowth of your perceived past. In another place you’re that wild outsider with intriguing ideas and a fiery passion for life. In your home town you’re little Jimmy, Bev and Stan’s kid.”
This is so true. I just came back from my home town after spending years abroad, and it’s crazy how much people don’t even know me anymore. And how much they unintentionally assume that I’m not capable of being the successful entrepreneur that I am.
They’re nice and wonderful people, sure, but after less than six weeks here, I’m already looking for my next way out. (Hoping this one is permanent.)