Ever have the feeling that life goes back to square one how much ever you try to move on forward. If haven't, you are blessed. I hate being unstable and uncertain but here I am, yet again trying to start all over again. I have yelled at people for being a nomad without a home but surprisingly find myself as one.
Starting over is fun and discovering your place is wonderful! Though I have said that I am ready to go where life takes me, I am not quite sure I am up to lugging my two big suitcases around again and again. Yup. Two big suitcases are enough to pack up my life.
As much as I am grateful to God for the many wonderful opportunities that he has blessed me with... As much as I love my parents for giving me the wings to fly... As much as I want to explore the world... I also want to have a place to call home.
Is this too much to ask for?