thinking about how bad it feels all alone again.

Sometimes it takes a trip a thousand miles away and some cold Northeastern air to kick your head and heart into simultaneous gear and make you start thinking about what you really want. Maybe that's just me. I feel like I've been in a stagnant frame of mind for the past couple of months and finally I've got some motivation to get out and do the things I've wanted to do for a while.

Step one: Get out of Atlanta. I need something else. Every once in a while I get those flips in my stomach where I feel like I need to get out and finally, I need to follow them. There's nothing here for me anymore and the more I look at what I've been doing with my life lately, the more I regret not getting out when I had the chances.

All in all.. a bittersweet weekend. I'll be back soon.