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.