Daring to Ask

The question that we always come back around to is simple. All it is is this, "Who am I". Eventually, regardless of whether we come to a final answer about this one question we venture into the question of, "who am I going to be". I don't think either of them can be answered separately.

Maybe that is what this blog is supposed to be, salvation in the form of the answer to my questions. 

I live as a nomad: separate from all, daring to venture into the new and unknown. The constant journey though that reaches beyond location and destination is that of my soul. I don't know where I am heading, or really where I am now, but I know I don't belong here.