All come to look for America

There was a time when I was creating this site as a travel blog. Here it is March. I've been traveling for some time now yet have not made a single entry since I left America. The problem with highly publicized permanent moves abroad is that sometimes you don't realize what you have until it's gone. Actually, I never realize what I have until it's much too late. Misjudged your limits. Pushed you too far. Took you for granted. I thought that... I don't know what I thought. Who would've known I'd miss little old Bloomington, Indiana so? Sometimes you can't recapture the past... not without the same people, the same circumstances... I've always said, life is hard. Now I'm back to Bloomington. Back to basics. Back to Upland. Back to school? Even that. It's amazing what a difference a year can make. T-minus. Minus T? Time does fly. And even old wounds heal up eventually. Took me a long time to figure things out. Took me a long time to stop running. It's gonna take even longer to get my life back on track. Hindsight is. Now I'm 20/20 too. Catching up. April 30th. We've set a date. Carved it in stone. On se revoit? Alors, c'est au revoir.