Time is hectic and although there are many tasks to tend to and little time to do so, I find myself stubbornly resisting and digging in my heels like am obstinate mule. There are other projects, that entice me and lure my attentions away from work, yet I do not heed to these distractions, because that is exactly what they are and above all else, I just want to be done with my time in North Carolina and moving on with my life.

The blatant fact that I do not where or what I am moving onto looms over me, but I have taken the stance that it can't be any worse than the present, when in fact I know it can... and that worries me.

Not to completely be negative... there are some positive events, although intermittent and fleeting, I enjoy them as much as possible. Basically it boils down to the fact that I am not happy here, but I wonder if I will ever be happy. Is it the place or is it me? More and more emphasis is placed on the place and other tell me it is not me, but I wonder.