I want to move. I want to dance. I want to run, skip, jump, trot, and jig. I want to not be stuck at this desk all day! The past 3 weeks have been a blessing. I was outside, getting fresh air, walking around new cities, seeing the sites and just being. It was great. Now back to this pathetic reality that is my job. Yesterday was a cruel form of torture. The trip was a nice wakeup call, a splash of cold refreshing water in my face. I am almost 27 and now it’s time to figure out what to do with myself, with my life, with my energy and passion and time here on this big blue planet.