I am finding no motivation in moving.

This used to be so much fun and so inspirational.

I about cracked when my mother called to make sure I was doing the right thing.

My head is always so full of self-doubt, and yet sometimes I think I wouldn't have it any other way.

I like the challenge of constant change, but right now, there are a lot of challenges.

I could have spent the entire day just working on the VBS Taiwan program--5 hours of meetings this morning were just the tip of the iceberg for VBS Cupertino and Taiwan.

I guess I'm a little afraid.

A little stressed.

A little panicked.

But really excited.

But right now I'm sitting in a pile of books and cobwebs on my apartment floor. Moving again. *sigh*

I want to settle, but it doesn't seem to be in the stars for me.