[O]f coming and going

Am I unwittingly sabotaging my own happiness and future?
Am I the walking time bomb that I seem to be?
Why does it seem like every action, has the opposite reaction that I seem to look for?


There are many things to look forward to in the coming months. But there are many things that scare me. The summer? A trip to Europe that may materialize...or blow up in my face? California?
And when will I ever be home?

Puerto Rico is not in the cards for at least the next 9 or so months. Which now that I wrote this and actually thought about it, makes me want to cry. I'll be back after tears have been shed. For this and many more razones.