It felt like I never left the USA. When I finally returned
to my old job, I walked to my office and gingerly unlocked the door. My
computer, white board and bookshelves were waiting for me. I opened a dusty
envelope to see my diploma for the first time and read it, “Barbara Fisher,
Bachelors of Science.”
I stood there for a brief moment and reflected about the
past 11 months. A few minutes later, I smiled and sat down at my desk, ready to
create a 26-character long password that even I could not remember.
You might wonder, what have I done in the past 2 months…. Not
much. Just traveling.
