Dream vs Dream

Many time in the past 2 weeks I wished I could live 2 lives. One pursuing my dream of living the life of a gypsy (in the sense that I am constantly traveling, do not have many belongings, my nights are filled with fires and musicetc.) and the other returning to Guilford and living that life. Yesterday I realized but this morning I really realized (when I said it out loud at morning check in) that returning to Guilford, full of people I know, being academically challenged is a dream of mine. Right now in my life I am going to pursue that dream.
It is rare that I return to a place... probably because while I love change, I am beyond afraid of what it might look like.
Now looking back on just 2 days ago, the lists I was making of why I felt I should pursue one dream more than the other seem so shallow. Having said that, they were such an important part of my learning.
I am not writing this to explain the conclusion of the journey my mind has been going on the for past 2 weeks, but to try and catch it briefly so that I can recall later - because on many levels it was huge making the choice to stay or to return to Guilford in one month and the thoughts behind that. Something, even though it wasn't easy, I don't want the wind to blow away.
I do not need to explain myself to anyone: as long as I know. A hard lesson to learn. I am trying to guide myself through a scenario where I learn (through experiencing) whether I stress about what others think or not 'it doesn't really make a difference.' Just one of the many adventures and learning opportunities dancing around my face right now.
I wish I weren't but builders week(July 28-4) is on my mind, specifically what and who it will and may bring (back?!). After that, with a blink, (a few days later) I will be walking down the Embercombe driveway with my bags packed and my hands full.