Life is full of them. Transitions. Periods of time in which we move from one reality to another. Everytime we travel we transition realities. When new people enter our lives, or when they leave. I started writing this a few months ago during a phase of transition. And this is the third time I've picked it up again when once again in the state. This typically revolves around travel for me, and I've been fortunate to do alot of over the last few years.

I've become addicted to the quick transition phase of travel as it allows you to take make changes that are otherwise much harder due to environment, routine, or another excuse. When you live in two places you can choose to be two very different people at each end. It wasn't easy at first but I'm slowly beginning to be able to compartmentalize between these two realities. There is a sweet spot to that can be found with a blend of the two, but for me it's more about isolating them and taking advantage of both.

I feel now like my life is falling back into place in the cycle it was 4 years ago. It's almost as if moving backwards, except for the wheel has kept spinning moving everything along with it. It's both motivating and intimidating to be back here. Back at the bottom where time is once again my most valuable asset. Time. When you break it down it's incredible simple, except it's not, because our world has presented us with far too many options upon which to make decisions.

We always complain about how fast time goes, and about how there is never enough time in a day to accomplish all the things we need to. I disagree with both of those. Lack of time is simply a lack or prioritization; and have you ever stopped and noticed how long it takes for water to boil?

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Why is it that a kettle takes so long to boil; when days fly by? There is another one coming around the corner; A constant reminder hanging over head. New idea's have cultivated, but underneath they are built upon the same foundation; And end game that has been driving me since I was 16.

There are still so many pieces to fill in from the last 24 months, but what I know is that stopping to look for them is the worst thing I can do. I need to keep pushing forward, and they will fall into place. They always have before.