Again I went with my dad on one of his business trips. I enjoy the time everytime I get to go. Sometimes it's exhasting, and I find myself not quite missing home, but perhaps tired of the abnormal. Just wanting something I know. Food, or Scenery or whatever it is. But then I wake up and realize the experience around me. The adventure that's right infront of me, waiting for me to step out of my comfort and discover the world!

I'm in China right now. Shanghai - the big city. I called home today. That's important to me, but I'm starting to consider the possibility of traveling more. Probably on my own. I'm going to try and learn Mandarin and maybe live in Asia for a bit. Something to dream about I guess. Scary thought, but exciting at the same time.

The question remains....... Can I leave it all, and trust fully...not in myself.