I am actually getting tired of blowing around the world without a chance to touch down. I want to sink my roots deep and draw some real nourishment from people and places I love. Fleeting happiness is no longer thrilling to chase, and leaves me emptier than I started. I don’t want to meet any more ghosts in my life, those people that seem to come and go so quickly, without a chance to develop anything real. First I will appreciate what I have here. Then I will take it for what it is and nothing more. When I get home, wherever that is, I have a lot of work to catch up on.