So here I am again. I think the most familiar location in my life, isn't the top of the mountain, or in the valley of despair. Not the beach of relaxation, or the rock quarry of work. It's the crossroads.

Moved to Portland last February, which means Cheryl and I have been living here for a year now. Last fall, I was promoted to Store Manager of a Discovery Channel Store - the highest paying job I've ever had. Finally broke me out of the $20,000 per year range on income. But I was miserable, migraines every other week, totally depressed. So when a chance to do some freelance conceptual design work for a real estate development company came along, I quit.

Except now, I am not certain how certain that freelance gig is going to be. Well, I was planning to quit Discovery to return to school anyhow this spring. Only a month away now, and I'll be attending classes at Portland State University. I am not only looking forward to finishing my degree, but for the first time in a long time, I am looking forward to just attending classes. Wow.

Just have to find some type of part-time job if the freelance gig isn't panning out. Would love for it to be something art orientated, having gotten my teeth wet. And with that, currently I have a lot of free time right now. Makes me realize just how hard I was working at Discovery. I have not made any friends here in Portland on my own - only through Cheryl. What's up with that? I have no social life to speak of, besides a Saturday night game night with Cheryl, Cheryl's brother, his girlfriend, and our roommate - which is cool as hell, but for the last few weeks, it feels like I have not interacted with anyone outside those four. I need a LIFE.

And my life seems to continuely lead me back to these crossroads. Am I most comfortable with life in flux, in limbo, in choice? And is it really flux. limbo, or choice if I continuely find myself here - against my wishes?