one more day to go...last day at work in St. Louis...
I didn't do too much at work today. Just bummed and packed. Had lunch with some coworkers. Signed up for a conference at the end of June at some luxary resort in Colorado Springs. Waiting to go out for drinks.
Life in transition...
Here's to a hopeful change of scenary and people.

Strange thought just a second ago. If I were an animal, I'd be a real good chameleon. I like to blend in with the environment surrounding me, but theres no individuality (unless blending in is my individuality). There's nothing to characterize as my own.

Ah well...

Need to find a passion for something. no more someone's. those are just too painful to the heart, soul, and mind.

the days in St. Louis are numbered...
For the past couple of weeks, all I have been doing is painting, cleaning, moving, and packing something or other. It's hard to believe that I'll be moving back home to Chicago. It's funny how I chose to use the word home. Home can be defied many ways. In the Christian arena, people say ,"Home is where the heart is." Home is also a sanctuary, a dwelling place where people reside to get away from life outside in the real world or to enjoy the family that God has provided them. Home is where you feel safe. Where you can walk around naked or take a crap comfortably or listen/watch anything you want.

Anyways, I don't know if Chicago or St. Louis is really a home to me. I dont know if I'm going to miss St. Louis. And I'm not too excited about going back to Chicago either. Well, at least I'm not now. I've just been a drifter for a number of years now. Troubling I see in the rear view mirror.

Why did I come here again? Oh yes, I remember. And that is no more. However, I did get to meet really interesting people and find a job that I enjoy.

Well...life goes on.

God, I'm ready to wake up now.