This morning I am feeling quite restless. This is not an uncommon sentiment. I have felt it before; many times, in fact.
Growing up my family was rather nomadic. My father's career was such that we moved every few years to a new locale. I lived in five different homes in four states before I began school. We moved in my 3rd grade year, after 6th grade, after 8th grade, and again after 9th grade.
I have changed jobs about every few years, too. Often within the same company. My current role has lasted for a touch longer than that time frame. I am eager for new challenges, new scenery.
Perhaps I just a need a road trip, but I think I may need something more.
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