Sigh

I wished the time would stretch longer. As fickle-minded as I am, I'm still contemplating whether I should be going to Gong to work. Mum is concerned I might get depressed with no friends, no church to go to yet, and all the relocating issues. Some say don't be picky...you're lucky to have a job. Still, others say just do what you really want, as long as you are happy. I AM happy, and I AM contented where I am now. But if I don't go, how would I know if I would not be happier?

I HATE to think about this. Leave me alone.