2 months later i finally return..time has flown and so much has changed..i moved ...i started driving and i started fellowship..life is so different that i feel like i see a different me in the mirror every morning ..not because i just got a new hair cut but simply because everything really has changed...

i yearn for human contact ..other than people at work all i hear is my own voice..every evening i go driving to a random new place ..i feel the beauty and joy but also the solitude...ossining has given a weird emptiness..i want to know people ..i want to reach out but silence is all i have..

sooner or later things will change..in the mean time i am in love with my car..i have to find a name for her...any suggestions???