I feel as though life is constantly going, yet I'm left behind most of the time. I am in a place that's so fast paced that if you take a moment too long to stop for breath you lose track of everything. With each passing day I feel as though time slips more and more. I left my comfort zone a little under a month ago, now I'm in the place where I want to be. But I have yet to find if this place wants me. I won't give up... Because that's not what I do. But something has to give. Hopefully soon. Thanks for reading!