I'm a changed person.  I'm living in a new place, I'm older, I probably have more wrinkles and hopefully I'm wiser.

I'm back in the real world.  My dream and adventures are going to be put on hold for awhile, something that slowly is killing my inner spirit, but I know that when I am at the point where I know I'm close to death, I'll rebel and fight to the surface to breath life again.

That is my dream life.  It's not to say my life now is completely dull.  I'm finding facinating things each day.  I love the warmth and sun.  I love the feel of grass, the breeze that picks up.  The sound of the water.  The random sounds of the city.  The loud honk of a horn or the screetch of tires relives Seoul's sounds and the sound of the rain pounding sooths my nerves as it did when I was in Alaska.

Peace.  I want peace.  I want happiness.  I want life.  I want laughter and total freedom.