The most difficult choice I have ever had to make was when I had to decide where to study: whether it was a major city only a few dozens kilometres from my home, or a capital city a few hundred kilometres from home. The difficulty was my best friends staying near the place I lived, and perspectives for a renowned University and possible career in the distant city.
As could have been expected, I chose the latter. As could have been expected, I regret. Most probably I'd regret any of these two options. Fortunately or not, my best friend told me not to take anyone but me into account when making such a decision. Although I did not worry that much whatever my friends would feel like when I left, I have never supposed I might miss them that much - after all, moving to a big city was quite an adventure, not to mention living on my own and taking up interesting studies.
The initial enthusiasm, however, faded out and was lost somewhere along the way. Nowadays I more often think of getting back home and finishing the same studies there. I've learned a lot here, not only on the subject of my faculty, but about life and people, about myself, too. And maybe that's why I did not actually got back... I know it's confusing. After having learnt about myself a little, I suppose I'd regret leaving all these perspectives and so on behind.
How I wish I could move all the city somewhere nearer my home. Or to have another Institute of Archaeology on a decent level somewhere nearer. Or to make it possible in any way to be close to my friends and be able to study on the best University at the same time. Dream on...
The point is (although unexpected), you value what you've got only when you lose it. Sure, I visit my friends as often as possible, but I don't have them close, and that changes a lot. Way too much, I'd say. Not that I didn't have any new friends here already, quite the contrary - they will make me sorry for leaving the capital after finishing my studies. But to give another known quote, friends are like shoes - the older, the better they fit.
Sorry for this messy note. I had to break the long period of silence, though. Let's hope I'll start something more interesting already, or I'll scare out the two imaginary readers I have...
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