"What in the hell am I doing?"
It seems fitting to start things off with "The Question". It's the one that won't go away and pops up at the strangest of times. For example, I'll be driving down the road and, out of nowhere, find myself so buried in doubt that I have to pull over. I lie awake at night with "The Question" running laps inside my head.
It's January of 2011 and my expected departure is still 4 months away. I must admit, the closer it gets the more I'm looking forward to it. After a lazy Saturday of working on websites, catching up on movies and generally lounging around, I came to realize something... I could seriously get used to this!