i've been feeling so weighted down by the sense of time's passage. my thought was that i was tired of being in the same place for more than a year or two. that i want a new job and new people and new surroundings - new different other-than-this. the repetition of week after week with no achievement or accomplishment, no undertaking complete, just another set of days crossed off the calendar and put behind me. i've never wanted to live like that. it seems so wasteful and empty. but perhaps what i am wanting is not be constantly moving on to the next thing, the new place. perhaps it really is to settle down and be in a place - to make it mine and myself it's. i'm tired of describing my life with the phrase "i don't know"...