Well. I quit blogging. I quit for a combination of reasons, you know, I was busy, too lazy, stressed about what I would say and how I would say it but mainly I quit because I grew tired of travel. For instance, tonight I'm sitting alone in my hotel room. I'm looking around at my quiet Marriott suite and thinking, "what am I doing here?" Granted, I'm stressing out about the future but at the end of the day I'm trying to figure out what the hell I'm doing traveling the USA alone...still. I like to think that everyone is stressing out about their lives but when I look around so many people have life figured out. Or perhaps it just seems that way? Or perhaps this is just a season of life that has lasted longer than your typical season.
Anyway, take 2 on the blogging.
Anyway, take 2 on the blogging.
