Here we go again.

When my brain is moving a million miles a minute, yet I cannot think of a single thing, and I end up back here. Sitting at a computer, going on and on about something I don't even know anything about.

I feel as though for the last few months, I guess since the end of Summer, I have been extremely stir-crazy. I don't feel at home anywhere, but I don't want to leave this place just yet. I have this strong urge to travel, or leave, but I am not sure to where. And as much as solitude and my own brain seem to be my best travel companions, I am not so sure I want to leave alone.
I put reckless Elise on the shelf, and tried to focus inward. In doing so, I think I just lost my mind a little more, waking up everyday with a new idea or plan for my insignificant time left on this planet.

I think that because I overworked myself so much in the last year, all things that inspire me, or that I enjoy, were put on the back burner. I need to rediscover what makes me glow. I want to feel excited about things again. I want to get behind something that I can fully commit to, that I believe in and support.

There are certain people who have been in my life for a while now, who inspire me, and keep me doing the right thing, however, I am living nowhere near any of them. I think that this distance might have something to do with my need to leave. Or maybe I just need to find my grounding center again. I am a single individual. And I am here, on this planet for a reason. I need to refocus on that reason... I need to rediscover myself as an individual traveler in this time. And leave what I find a better place. And leave who I meet, a better people.

Confusion is a hard friend to meet when you aren't ready.