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I am sitting on my balcony in Pittsburgh, PA. My apartment until next Monday at 12:00 noon. Two years has passed so quickly and I am trying not to be overly reflective and anxious about the past and future. It's impossible though. As I attempt to pack up all of my belongings into organized water proof boxes for storage, my mind is racing and attempting to compartmentalize all of my memories and worries. I think to much. I always have, and most likely always will. My mind can think about many things at once. For instance I am currently thinking of the following list: what do I have to complete at work in the next five days?, why did I eat so much sugar for dinner when I have such a bad headache?, what can I buy a two year old that will make him like me instantly?, what will it be like not to be here?....

The fact that I am moving to Belgium is becoming to real to quickly. I'd much prefer that it not hit me until I am on the plane above the Atlantic with no chance of returning with out at least giving the place a try. Today in Life magazine Brussels was one of the 140 places to visit (along with Memphis) and it was described as "gentle Brussels". I am probably in need of a gentle city. I will miss Pittsburgh though. I have made some great friends here that I will miss. I hope that I can remain a true friend to them and I hope they know I am not running away from them or trying to replace them. Part of me thinks I could settle here and be content, but there are also to many days that I wake up with the itch to go. It's an itch I can reach.