June 29, 2010
Lately I've been craving that "new" feeling you get when you relocate, try something new or start seeing someone. Even though I changed jobs recently, there's something missing. It's like spending hours cleaning your car only to discover it still smells like rotten eggs. It's like buying new clothes that match your existing wardrobe, or chewing on a piece of gum that instantly loses its flavor to the point you can't wait to spit it out. It's like a doctor performing an autopsy on an alien without his scalpel. There's just something I've been consistently forgetting to bring with me.