We've all been there, wanting to find that neverland. I guess I've been in that spot for a few weeks now. Not only because I miss the old life also because I've lost my purpose or my way so to speak.
Why am I doing what I'm doing, will anybody notice my mark in history and do I even make a change in the world by being just me.

This all sounds so depressing I know, but I guess you'll just have to get used to it for some time.

Let me tell you guys about my week so far: I've finally begun picking up what I left behind concerning my math, just today I and my geocaching-buddy Simon finished our multi-cache.

So yeah I should be as happy as the next guy, I've got three meals a day, a bed to sleep in, rood over my head but for some reason I don't have a connection to anything in this world...

Well enough of my ranting for tonight, besides I'm guessing the ones who read this are getting tired of me and my complaining x)

Aw well Goodnight guys ;)

"Don't be afraid your life will end; be afraid that it will never begin." - Grace Hansen
Things That Matter - Rascal Flatts