Sometimes it is hard to articulate the things I feel inside. It has been quite the year--a roller coaster of emotions, progress, fallbacks, growth, knowledge, heart ache and homesickness, and discovery. My heart feels heavy from time to time. I wonder if I will ever feel like myself again in this body of mine. I see glimpses now and then, but other times I just feel lost. Detached. Like I am wandering through the woods and forgot to leave breadcrumbs behind. I stumble upon a familiar scene now and then, and for a moment feel like I am on the right track. Only to realize I am lost again. I tried to find comforting words for a friend tonight--explained that time brings perspective. I am still waiting for my perspective to arrive...in the meantime, time is still ticking away. In its ever constant fashion.