Leave or stay?

I've been to all the countries on my list, visited several cities and many smaller towns, celebrated a few holidays in Europe, made some new contacts, and generally have had a good time.

It is, however, starting to get a bit wearysome. I admit that I don't have the same wanderlust as I used to; I feel like I have completed what I wanted to do on this trip, with about a month to spare (I am going to have to wait for my new glasses to arrive on the 30th, which means I would be taking a flight home sometime in early december, weather and money permitting.); that is, go to several countries and figure out food, lodging, and money on my own. A test of manhood, if you will. Granted, it hasnt gone all honey and flowers, I've said that much on this blog here.

Besides that, I wanted to meet new people, see a bit of Europe I have not seen before, and prove to myself that I could do this. But I can't help but think that everything I wanted to do is done, and that I should pack it up and head home, with new ideas in my head and a willing spirit to carry them out. My years of what I have always to believed to be indentured servitude are all but over, and for myself a new chapter is being written, which began with this trip: Truly Making My Own Choices. I planned this trip, I accepted the responsibilities, I got myself lost and broke while doing it, and by Murphy I am going to pay my debts and then some, make new money and enjoy myself however I can before I commit to college and the grindstone again.

Except this time around the grindstone will be of my own design, and I will sharopen my own tools upon it.

The question I keep asking myself, though, is whether or not I should stick to my origional want of time, which was four months.