I wrote this comic when I first arrived in Bangalore last November. After leaving Australia, I felt lost and unsure how to begin again. Now, nearly four months later, I am in Rome, and with a full heart can say that I had the most magical time in India that I ever could have imagined. But after leaving India, the second country this year that began to feel like home, I’m feeling this entire spectrum of emotions all over again (cue the comic). It’s painful to have begun new friendships, found my rhythm in a new culture, and then said goodbye and started over again countless times now. And while I know that no amount of time will ever be enough with people you love or enough to dive deep into a whole country, I’m grappling with the meaning of depth over breadth and with how I want to spend the final third of my Watson year.