Weird where you can find "security".

I was in this nice comforatable little rut in Santa Cruz--job, place to stay, people I could count on seeing everyday-- and I was nervous and worried the whole time.

Now I'm back on the road again; without a plan, in the middle of winter, minus about 1/2 of my worldly possesions, with no idea what's going to happen next, and all I feel is relief and maybe a little excitement.

Guess everybody's afraid of different things.

 

thats interesting. Im not sure as to where I find comfort and security. I guess the only place is where ever my fiancee is. he's my "security blanket".

 

your a free spirit, home is where the heart is

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