18 / The Summer of Disruption
After a couple of weeks I really began to miss my family. A good sign for sure, but there was a considerable mental weight to carry. I wanted to see and experience the city with my family, not on my own.
Another Monday rolled around and the processing time jumped from 30 to 40 days.
‘We’ve been in this situation before’, I would tell myself. ‘It’ll resolve itself in a couple of weeks’, I would reassure myself.
But I was just lying to myself. The reality was that we were far from being ‘resolved’ and we would face several twists and turns before this was over.