It’s Magical Alright…
Posted on Monday, December 16th, 2002 at 21:00.
The weekend trip to Disneyland "away from it all" proved worthwhile beyond attractions and thrill rides. So many thoughts are flooding through my mind right now that I have trouble organizing them simply to journal. Rarely am I at a loss for words. Rarely am I not able to manage everything in my life confidently. Rarely do I feel overwhelmed. Rarely do I use the word rarely so much.
The decision to come to California was accompanied by several personal short-term goals. With much disparagement, I admit that most of these goals of self-improvement have not been achieved. With must ambition, I accept that radical changes must be made while my short-term goals are reevaluated. I need a job. I need people my age to interact with daily. I need routine. I need to be involved in something bigger than myself. I need to see gradual results.
The single most controversial solution is to go back east, whether that is to Tennessee with ZJAM or Virginia with Straight Street Blue Ridge. I am not at peace with either option yet, nor are the logistics for either option sorted.
