It has now been 11 days since Mitch and I returned to Rochester. In that time, I’ve marveled over American efficiency, enjoyed much-missed diner breakfast, remembered why I like running, visited my old “stomping grounds” with friends, and spent a great deal of time with my family. I also made a decision about the future.
Over the weekend, I booked my one-way flight to Singapore. I called Mitch before I clicked “submit payment” and he encouraged me to go for it. For a cost, just about anything is reversible. (Not that I plan to incur that cost, but it’s a comforting thought.)
For the time being, I’ll remain mum about Mitch’s plans and prospects. Don’t want to jinx anything. In a likelihood, we’ll spend a year apart in order to make some money and gain some experience before moving forward, wherever that happens to be.