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I can't believe it's almost a year since my last post. Well, actually I can now that I think about it. There has been many distractions since March 13 2009 that has kept me from here. And now I got myself trying to just find one to keep me busy. I've had my share of highs to match my lows.

Like most, I feel very lost. Why is it that there are so many of us in this same predicament? Are most of us incapable of being happy? Are we that complicated that our lives are always filled with uncertainity? Just in the last year, I've traveled to 4 cities, not including some I've gone back to twice, and definitely not including the crazy "10 cities in 30 days" aka vacation. Just with my job always having the potential of me traveling, and myself, just always traveling in general, I realize that might be partly why I am so unstable. I don't have a good footing as to where I am most grounded. I don't have "a home."

This isn't supposed to be a pity party. I apologize if this blog has come out that way. I am lucky to have and have done the things in my life. I have no regrets (mostly). I guess I'm just trying to find someone or something to hold onto my string, to keep me from floating away (again).