Lately I have been struggling with where I want to call home. The options are endless and include leaving the country. There is a huge part of me that wants to pick up and leave, get to another coast or cross a border to start a new. Will my troubles just follow me there or will a new scenery refresh my life and let me clear my head and rebuild my life? I struggle with these questions daily, just as I come close to packing up my car with my sights set on no destination, just roads to explore to find someplace to call home.
I keep coming back to these lyrics from a Bob Dylan song, It's All Over Now, Baby Blue...
"Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you...
Strike another match, go start a new..."
More and more I am leaning towards searching for a new place to call home. Until then I will try and recall why I fell in love with Providence to begin with. It will make my stay here a little sweeter.