Lately I've been feeling restless. I can't pinpoint exactly what it is. I want to be somewhere else. Even now, as I sit here, I long to be somewhere else. Where? I'm not sure.

I've been thinking a lot lately about moving. Certainly not further south, too hot. Maybe west. Arizona? It's all pipe dreams, really. Financially, moving is not an option for us anytime soon.

I'm more concerned about the desire to go than the inability to fulfill it. Contentment is a goal in my life. Stability is a mainstay in my American dream. Feeling like this is not comfortable to me. It is not exciting. It's painful and I don't care for it a bit. I rather wish it would go away.