You know the feeling when you return home after a long trip and your happy to be back home and you never want to leave again? yeah...I don't have that. Its not that I don't enjoy seeing friends and family again, and I am definitely glad to not be working at the moment. I just feel like I'm ready to move on, go start a life of my own. Like the part of me that needs to cling onto somewhere or something is giving its overdue farewell. I'm just ready to roam, to explore. being here is not exploring, its more of the same. and though I don't hate the place, it does get boring going back to the same hive and knowing there Isn't any honey.
So, Ill relax for now and reserve my energy for the adventure to come.