Decisions In Paradise

My name is Nik. I spell my name a little differently. But, with so many folks named Nicholas, Nicolette, Nicole, Nikoleta, Nikola, and more, I figure I'd let people guess.

Like everyone else, I periodically imagine what paradise on Earth would be for me. In my imagination, my trip to paradise includes having a wonderful, loving relationship, finishing my college degree, getting a meaningful job, seeing some of the rest of the world, and getting my dog, Leonard, housebroken.

Although I'd been working on all this stuff for what seems a lifetime, I couldn't believe that they all came together for me within a three week period; although, I'm still working on Leonard.

Within two weeks of finishing my degree, I landed a job with great potential in a solid organization. All the investment of time, energy, and money in school finally paid off, not to mention I learned a lot more than I thought I would. The next week I reconnected with a former "friend", that could prove to be the love of my life. Did I point out I'm still working with Leonard?

Adding to paradise found, my first assignment with my new company required me to travel to another part of the worldÐ'--an island country of Kava, in the South Pacific to be exact. Now who thinks of the South Pacific and doesn't image a physical paradise Ð'- white beach, gentle surf, swaying palm trees, tropical breeze Ð'- I sure did, and so did the prospective love of my life. We agreed the first trip would be strictly business. So, I would be traveling alone. Poor Leonard. If this assignment and our relationship worked out well, however, we could spend other occasions together in paradise.