Where do we go from here?
Que the music from Evita... not the show... the movie.
Sigh - I know... I am a child of the 90s. God, I hope that movie was in the 90s or I am REALLY getting old!
Where does Celia go next?
That's the question on the table.
San Diego is not an easy place to leave... but if you have followed along on http://foundtravel.wordpress.com, then you know... Celia/I had to make a change, find a new landing ground, discover a new adventure.
And put 'Jason' behind us.
If you've read I am the Messenger by Zusak, then you should remember... you can change the place, not the problem.
But sometimes you need to not change the place, but the space. The feel. The energy. Get out of your own skin. Your own safety blanket.
Someone asked me (I mean 'Celia'), "are you running from something?" On the contrary!
It's more that it's a search. For Celia to walk the same streets she and Jason had walked so often, to see the same friends, eat in the same restaurants..., it seemed... stifling.
It was time for a new adventure... and it was finally time for Celia to have adventures that were about finding the woman beyond the career and the i've-got-life-sorted-check list.