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"Now you have no home to come back to..."

It's an odd moment when you realize you've gleaned profound wisdom from a man who makes sushi. Regardless, I've come to accept these word. Four years, now, I've been away from home, and there will be many more years until I return.

I know that my family loves me, and I know that if I was so inclined, my return would be as welcome as the father who receives his prodigal son. But I know that this is not my fate. I have chosen, and I will do everything that I can to walk my path and achieve that which I set out to do. The true sadness is that is that I am alone in these pursuits. It isn't enough to simply sacrifice oneself to achieve great things. Sometimes, other sacrifices must be made.


Another wise person once wrote to me, “I see my path, but I don't know where it leads. Not knowing where I'm going is what inspires me to travel it.”

I'm still traveling.

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