Just a few things

So I am looking at getting a new job, looking at moving out again. I think this will be the last time I leave home. The next time I live with my parents will be when I take care of them in their last years. It is a scary thought in some ways, and yet it is something that I am eager to embrace. It is time that I start truly acting as an adult, paying rent and dealing with the fact that we cannot always have what it is we want most.
I have finally given into the fact that my passion is caring for the Elderly. It makes me happy, fulfills something that desperately calls out and demands to be recognized inside of me. The idea of management or some other role in the administration in a small to mid sized facility appeals to me very much.
Erin and I are working on being more creative. We are constantly playing our communitive novel wirting game, as well as starting to take up old hobbies. We each played an instrument and were involed in voice in school. So we are each encouraging eachother to take up these hobbies again. I have been trying to write poems, though it is spotty, insparation comes when it comes.
No one reads this, perhaps Erin will. But I have not handed this url to anyone. I wonder a little why I have these things.