My heart lies in Bahrain

Today I feel terrible. I know I am taking this all the wrong way, but I haven’t felt this way since I left Tunisia.

There is something about leaving a country where the people care so much and keep telling me “Eric you are Tunisian/Bahraini.” There is also something about saying goodbye without knowing when, or dare I say if, I will be back. It is also more difficult for them to come see me because it isn’t as normal for them to just up and leave behind their family and country to come to me.

Today 6 members of AIESEC Bahrain picked me up at my house (woke me up) and took me out for breakfast, bowling, to the movies, and out for a chat. Wallah it was great.

The kicker is to them it seemed like nothing, like not enough. To me it was so nice. I can’t remember the last time someone actually took the time to plan and get people involved for a going away for me. In the US, Tunisia, UAE, Egypt, nodda. Bahrain, yes.

Best of all, I don’t even leave for like 5 days, yet they still did this so quickly and perfectly. Best of best of all, the people involved were very special ones to me and it felt very intimate.

Worst of all now I am beginning to doubt everything. How can I leave this place? How can I take a job elsewhere? How can I continue on my life as “planned” and miss how my life could be back here?

I guess I have to play fate and try to see where life takes me. If I apply for jobs here and give it ample chance, then if a good job comes up and I stay, it was meant to be. Inshallah.

Eric