Secrets of a Happy Home

Apr 02, 2011 01:40

 it sounds like running, but when I think about Toronto, and the people I love here, the life I am slowly building for myself... all the things I am searching and aiming for.  The thought that constantly recurs to me I just can't fight. 
--- I feel like I should be away. I feel like I should start fresh. ---

I feel lost here, like I don't know where to go, and even though maybe he helps me feel less alone, he helps me smile more... he gets me excited when I see his messages. I feel things here that make me want to keep at it... but just the same, its like I don' t know if it's right I belong here.
And often times when my mind revolves back to this thinking, the doubts start to creep.

Am I doing the right thing? 
What am I going to do with my MBA after?
Will it really be that useful if I just want to get up and go?
I don't know...
I just don't...

Questions questions. Maybe I don't think about them that often anymore. Maybe I don't consciously hear it but I feel like its something thats just always there.

I just feel so  out of place, or .... on a separate wavelength... here.
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