Restless

I'm restless. Not restless good, but restless not so good. I've got a strong feeling of tension that I cannot seem to shake. I'm not a superstitious person, but this "sensation" is too hard to ignore. I don't know if it's impending doom, unwanted change, or just my imagination. Whatever "it" is, I don't like it.

It began a couple of days ago. Just a nagging thought process that kept worming its way into my existence. Actually, that's not very accurate. It's not one thought. It's a feeling. I can't put my finger on it. Have you ever had something on your conscience that no matter how hard you tried to shake it, it just wouldn't die down? That's what I'm talking about.

I "feel" like I'm missing something OR that I'm supposed to be doing something I'm not doing. I don't have it together. I've explored all of the following in vain to try and figure out what the heck "it" is:

1. Haiti. Maybe the horror of it all unfolding before our eyes triggered something.
2. The quest for my life's purpose.
2. School. Maybe bouncing back full-time into grad school and its subject matter is intimidating me.
3. Family. Our never-ending saga.

It's like I'm on the cusp of something really big. Maybe even something scary. I'm just hoping and praying it's big and wonderful. I'll even take scary in a good way.

Sorry to ramble, but I just needed to write this all out and share. Hopefully, it's nothing and this will all be for naught. I'll let ya know when I know.

Later blog readers.......