the time is drawing nigh......
last night was so random. me, bryan, and austin went night biking on the trail at cades cove at like 11:30 at night with head lamps. it was loads of fun, but i must say much more happened than i expected. talking is draining. especially when you pour everything out and then there is a huge silent moment and then...nothing for awhile. i am confused, but also, have reached a sense of peace about that was just as unexpected.
things are slowing down here. work is interesting, i've become way to attached to these wonderful people and i am afraid that it will be terribly difficult to leave. and now that the head office cordinator is gone and i'm doing all the work up front, i feel needed and that is fulfilling. it's also scary cause i don't want to mess up the insurance stuff or they will never hire me again.
i know that it's getting time to pack up and move again, and be a nomad for the next couple of months. i hope this nomadic life-style (as rich and lavish it might be, austria, italy, france, spain...) does not set my constitution at dis-ease.
packing is difficult. it's in stages. i think i might just pack on saturday morning, that way i don't pack crap i don't need like i did last year. well, come to think of it, i don't even know if i will have a place to live this weekend, so.... hmm. i don't know. god will take care of it.
i know it's getting time for me to leave again, and it's so hard on my parents given their family situations with their parents (every single grandparent is in need of prayers...please) and will (they worried that he has become a work-a-holic, which he has) and this and that and me leaving. they're stressed. and i am tired of doctors appointments, because all this hurry up and wait for hours only to dope me up on 5 different meds is getting old. that's what happens when you shut your body parts down for 2 years and then expect them to jump up and run normally again.
sheesh i'm rambling. well i'm off to pack.
things are slowing down here. work is interesting, i've become way to attached to these wonderful people and i am afraid that it will be terribly difficult to leave. and now that the head office cordinator is gone and i'm doing all the work up front, i feel needed and that is fulfilling. it's also scary cause i don't want to mess up the insurance stuff or they will never hire me again.
i know that it's getting time to pack up and move again, and be a nomad for the next couple of months. i hope this nomadic life-style (as rich and lavish it might be, austria, italy, france, spain...) does not set my constitution at dis-ease.
packing is difficult. it's in stages. i think i might just pack on saturday morning, that way i don't pack crap i don't need like i did last year. well, come to think of it, i don't even know if i will have a place to live this weekend, so.... hmm. i don't know. god will take care of it.
i know it's getting time for me to leave again, and it's so hard on my parents given their family situations with their parents (every single grandparent is in need of prayers...please) and will (they worried that he has become a work-a-holic, which he has) and this and that and me leaving. they're stressed. and i am tired of doctors appointments, because all this hurry up and wait for hours only to dope me up on 5 different meds is getting old. that's what happens when you shut your body parts down for 2 years and then expect them to jump up and run normally again.
sheesh i'm rambling. well i'm off to pack.