It seems as if everyday I wake and feel like Dorothy just noticing Oz for the first time. Where am I? how did I get here? and even worse, am I still me? Who am I? is a good question and one I feel as if I have been unable to answer for long time now. I know who I used to be, who I thought I'd be, who I don't want to be and have a decent idea of who I would like to be but who I am is a mystery to me. The fact I feel this way would probably be a great surprise to people who know me and this is the main reason for starting his blog. Maybe I will answer some of these questions along the way.
I'm not sure what the catalyst for this was and maybe I just ask way to many questions. I truly feel as if I don't have enough answers, that's for sure. Maybe I need to go back to the beginning and see what I missed.
