It's been a while

I best as I can describe I hit the wall during the summer; everything seemed to be overwhelming to where just simple little things took on gigantic proportions of their own. I spoke with a lot of people who I think at times understand me more than I understand myself and I thought it would be good to take off for a few days. I found motorcycle convention in Nakusp B.C., took 10 days off work, packed my one motorcycle and left and left everything familiar. It was an informative 4 days as it was all about long distance and worldwide motorcycle travel and travellers themselves, plus I found answers to all those questions floating around inside that were rolling around with all the rest of the turmoil. After that i headed out for a couple more days so I could make it back at the end of the long weekend. During this time I sat down, collected my thoughts and kept asking myself perhaps not in the exact words, "Where am I, what am I doing" with the added thoughts of "but how will I get there". I took time to rest,, to sleep, to take naps during the day; I just looked after me, even though it has been pointed out I don't do that enough or very well. I made it back home and couldn't wait to get back to class; my first morning back at work I had a local job and thought "My plans are really coming together" and looked forward to being back at the Kwoon that evening........somehow things changed and I found myself checking into my hotel in Hinton at 11:00 that night booking a room for 10 days, having that moment of, "so much for that plan". Oh well, it's work and this sometimes happens. I put in the necessary hours and days to finish the job and made 'er back. Yesterday morning  I packed my training gear, packed in the truck and thought "Ahh, Monday's classes,I couldn't wait. I looked at the clock and yes I could make it on time! My tools were packed, the problem solved and as I start wrapping up the machine...."CLUNK", "OUCH", (insert your favourite cuss words here as I said a few) I caught my head on a piece of protruding steel and thought "youve got to be kidding me!". I took a look in the rear view mirror of my truck and found a good gouge in the leather, so there it was one more time, with a change of plans. Anyway, 5 stitches and 4 hours later, I crawled into bed  thinking I'll try again tomorrow. Anyway, taking a step back, taking some time away has given me a stronger focus of where I want to go. Robert.