Put some new shoes on...

I love the feeling of not knowing. Of uncertainty. It's bitter sweet, the tingly feeling you get in your stomach when you aren't quite sure of the outcome, it excites me but at the same time makes me nauseous. It's those times of uncertainty that make me reflect on friends, family, relationships, and everything in between.

These streets are familiar and comforting, however across the border into the big bad world, just a few hours away I could just as well stumble across another poor old soul. I fight with myself and don't believe my eyes. Suddenly the air smells much clearer in searching for the changes that I've lost somehow. Where'd these days go? Walking to town to see the landmark square only to look at the time and jet on home. Shuffling feet on these busy streets, everyone seems to be going in opposite directions.