Most days I feel so old (what an odd way to start an entry after many months of being M-I-A).

I'm on a reset. Being 22 and turning 23 in just a couple of months, I kind of lost myself in the fast world of hotels. I've gotten a good job, got stressed out, and was able to cope with it. But somehow between those busy moments I stop and just ... get lost.

I am not where I want to be. But I am where they want me to be. I guess I've been doing a great job in being a dummy. A puppet which everyone loves. I have an ideas as to what I want to do and seeing that I have already planted my career somewhere, I just can't seem to leave it. Although I have been "single" for some time, I am still chained by ME.

If there's one thing that I want to do right now, it's flying to another country and get a fresh start from everything. Don't get me wrong, it's not an escape because things are going well so far. I may feel this way because I think I can do so much more.