There's nothing worse than writer's block. Going day after day with no inkling of an idea to expand upon, wondering what happened to my creative side. Did I kill it? Did I burn it out? Was the pool really so shallow that it's been dried up after the few horrible posts I've put up? It's either that or I need to go somewhere, meet someone that inspires me again. Where is my muse? Maybe she's on the other side of an ocean, or maybe she's right under my nose. Wherever she is, I hope I find her sometime soon.

Leaving home, flying the coop. It's really about time. Even though my life is about to change drastically, a change I pursued and made possible, I can't help but take notice of what I'm leaving behind. My parents who have sacrificed so much, my brother and sister who look to me for direction. I'll be saying goodbye to you, but hopefully not goodbye forever. I know our paths will cross again. I wish for only the best for you two. To my friends, my closest allies, I'm leaving but I'm not running from you. Life takes us down different paths and I'm just heading down the one that feels right. I hope you all do too.

I couldn't have asked for better friends and family. I dedicate all I'm about to do to you. I just hope I can make you proud.