It seems as if I'm pretty uninspired lately. I think it may be because of the fact that I have been so overwhelmed with the move. I've come to the realization that I have been suppressing some very real fears. I guess this is only natural since I've moved a total of 20 times in the past 10 years (I'm not exagerating) and this one is very permanent. Moving has always been a way of starting over for me. In the past, I have made certain choices that, although proving to be life's lessons, have been very damaging to me, psychologically. Usually, once I realized this, I would move and, along with the move, change other things in my life as well. I'm sure this move is also the result of some deep realization. It seems apparent, but there's something else there that I can't put my finger on and this is scaring me a bit. Maybe I just need to stop thinking for awhile... Tell me again, how do you do that?