I'm back here in Boston. This time it's pretty cold. I think the hope of this trip was to really figure out if I could live here. And already flying in I was thinking I would be crazy for moving. I am just coming off of Christmas with the family, and how the hell can I leave that? They're fantastic. But do I rely on them too much? I just don't know. I feel like I need to get out and figure myself out on my own. I need to get away from other stupid relationships. I keep saying that. But... it's really true. There is a tear of my soul. I don't think I can make this decision.
But seriously... what was I thinking not bringing my good camera here?! Silly me.
Tomorrow...
Tomorrow we hit Rhode Island and Connecticut. This will be 2 more states checked off the list, with only 3 more to go (West Virgina, South Carolina, and Alaska). I'm super giddy about this. My plan is to hit West Virgina on a weekend when I'm in Indianapolis. And to hit South Carolina on a weekend I'm in Birmingham. And then that will leave Alaska. I'm gonna finish with a bang. The Alaska Cruise. When? I have no idea. And I don't know who that will be with either. But that's the plan.
It's the final week of 2009. I feel like I've accomplished a lot this year. And yet... things that I wrote down at the beginning of the year... things that I wanted to do... things that were important to me... I blew right by. I feel like this year was rough on my MG, and in turn it was rough on my psyche...
It's like a vicious cycle. And I let myself flounder. What am I doing?! So... here I am again. Another year... another reflection... another beginning.
Life continues to confuse me.
