Restlessness

Trying to figure out everything that needs to be done before coming back to America is driving me in circles. I look in my room. On my bed, checking my bag. Bathroom. Back room. Laundry room. Upstairs. Bathroom. Bag. Bed. Office. On and on again wracking my brain to find the lost trinket I need to bring home. I search the TV, Nothing. Channel after Channel. Hopeless circles once again. I am not doomed forever however.

3 more Days

I am coming home in three days and there is really nothing that I want more than to be home right now. I am sitting on my couch, thinking about what to do? I know I am coming home and I know I will be home in 3 days, and I cant make myself think about what I need to do other than pack and come home.
My mind is not even clear and I have intense malaise. I am watching back to back to back Jurassic Park movies. I will eat dinner and wake, Eat dinner and wake, Eat dinner and be home. Coming Home

Reduction to 15

I am standing on the edge of being a full time American citizen in America. I have been away for the best part of the last 2 years. I have been in Taiwan, and I am ready to be home. I am a young man away from home (and when I say home please do not think of me as saying my parents basement or even the place I was born. Think of it as the space of America, the ideals, the functions and disfunctions of the nation. The politics and insurance costs, the cars and planes, and taxes.) who is raedy to take the next steps in life.
I will be going back to school to achieve a masters, I will continue in a long term relationship with a beautiful woman of God, I will golf and fish and camp and study and live a life.
There are no great thoughts that will come from my brain nor will there ever be most likely. I have realized that I am not a man of great intelligence but of great conviction. I am a man of great wisdom for my age and action, determination, and unwaving love flows out of me as gifts from God. I am learning what I am. This is a pronunciation and nothing more. I am Sam.