How a Welder and a Physicist Changed My Life (Not Albert, Another One)
<p>It’s November 2010. I’m gazing up at the dull apartment blocks as I walk through the streets of Vancouver on an overcast afternoon.</p>
<p><strong><em>It’s such a dreary city. What am I doing here?</em></strong></p>
<p>I lost my job around a month ago and haven’t looked for another one.</p>
<p>I planned to come here for a year at least, explore the country, have fun and experience a new life abroad.</p>
<p>I landed an apartment quickly after arriving. Despite my official jobless status, I have dollars in the bank.</p>
<p>And I can make more. I have even started freelancing with a client in the dreamy Boracay Islands, far from this bleak city.</p>
<p>I can go places. I can still stay! Losing a job means nothing.</p>
<p><strong>But I don’t see all that. Instead, I’m planning to pack my bags at Christmas and head home for good. Back to my family and friends.</strong></p>
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