It’s a weird feeling, to see so much happening in your home country while you’re on the other side of the world.
While I live an objectively good life and enjoy it, I feel trapped by it, and feel like a prisoner to the very life that I’ve spent considerable time and effort building for myself. Why is this?
Yes, you have the time to do what you want to do. No, you don’t have the time to do what you don’t want to do. It’s pretty simple. But where does all of our time go?