i'm itching to move, to do something.
yes, I'm fully aware that I've embraced more than my share of change as of late, but i still have that stirring inside that I can't get past.
I'm not sure if its just my inability to be still that's getting the best of me, or if this is a legitimate desire. I mean, c'mon folks, I've lived in this same town for going on 5 years...and have been in that in-between-getting-ready-for-real-life stage this whole time. I'm ready to move. Not just in the packing up and heading out sense, but in the earth-shaking and life altering way, too. I'm itching to get back into school. To have a home. to have a puppy. To eventually have a baby.
And it may just be another one of those lessons in contentment and patience that Jesus is trying to teach me, but maybe, just maybe, I'm on to something here...
oh May 2010 (or sometime around there), you can't come soon enough for this restless girl.