My Little Run Away

Sometimes, like today, I just want to run away.  Far, far away.   But what am I running from, and what will I run too.  Therein lies the crux of my dilemma.

Peeling back the layers of what lies beneath my source of discontent has been an odyssey of self-discovery.  Acknowledging that the source of my spiritual happiness has to come from within is the beacon that lights my way.


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Down in my basement, lined neatly on a shelf are handwritten notebooks chronicling my life. After years of writing, the experience became more of a burden then an important part of my day so I quit writing. Five years later I took up writing again. This time it was in the form of a blog which gave me a place to hang out after I lost my job. From there my blog content morphed into writing about my general contractor experience building our house. As my life experiences grew so did my blog.

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