The Itch

Have any of you seen "Black Snake Moan?" If you have, then you'll know what I'm talking about...somewhat. Of course, my itch isn't sexual, but pure, unadulterated, desire...

to change.

For those of you not knowing what "Black Snake Moan" is about, here is a concise synopsis. This chick was abused as a child and grows up being quite the town floozy. She gets the "black snake moan"/the itch, meaning she needs to have *clears throat* relations with a man. So she does. Samuel L. Jackson comes along and saves her. The end.

I have the itch. I'm discontent. I crave a change of location, or change of pace, or change of something. (JOB!!) Maybe I'm just craving an adventure.  My friends Mikayla and Vince just got back from hiking half of the Appalachian Trail.  Christopher and I have been talking of thru-hiking it. Of course, he's quite settled in his job at the moment, and we're quite settled in our 2 year lease. (ugh).

If there is one thing I'm good at, it is slipping out of a contract :) But in this case, I'm sure it would cost me a pretty penny to end a 2 year lease. So...here I am, existing. Looking at job postings daily. Looking at apartments in NYC. Looking at teaching overseas again, but somewhere besides Korea. Looking at driving a tool truck for a company across the United States, but only coming home on the weekends. I'm quite a contradiction, you know. I love all these ideas, but I also love having the stability of friends and family being close. The grass is always greener.

Positive notes: I get to babysit my sister's puppy while she goes home for her 10 year high school reunion. This weather we are having is amazing. Stoli Jolene is getting bigger by the day (and cuter).