i havent really figured out who i am yet. what bummer. and i thought i was making progress. this has got to be the low point in life. im not even depressed. im just thinking that i need to think more ab who i am (hows that supposed to work out?) anyways, life has come to a full circle for me. what has happened in the past is now happenning. there is no routine yet i am routining. come home to an empty house with echoes. thats exciting. entails that the move will be complete definitely by month end. what will it be like over there? and what about past-made aspirations? those will have to wait. though there is no pressure, soon enough one year is bound to end and another begin. then i will have to deal my cards wisely (phhhft! wisdom from a callow 23 year old? hardly likely, but i will try) plan plan plan. when is the execution? funny. my room seems much smaller when its empty.