Diary.

It was a beautiful day and enchantment is alive in the air here, the mountains speak their own language and one must be still and silent to decipher it.  I felt the tug of sadness only momentarily; a slight flutter in my heart that works its way up to my throat and then in the corners of my eyes.  I miss my loved ones, I do; but that feeling of longing is replaced with a feeling of duty to myself.  A feeling that I am precisely where life requires me to be.  And in planting seeds here I will blossom one day only to scatter my own seeds to the wind.  I will create a change so powerful that I will inspire hope to those who yearn for its presence the most...  And the change begins with me, right here, right now.  

"It doesn't matter what people tell you.  It doesn't matter what they might say.  Sometimes you have to leave home.  Sometimes, running away means you're headed in the exact right direction."

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