Ever had that feeling that you don't know your place in the world? You feel that it's neither here nor there and in true Dr Seuss fashion, when you're lost, you're really lost.

I spent a good half of last night crying and a quarter of this morning sobbing, all because I have no idea of what I want to do with my life. I almost packed up my bags and left to nowhere. I still have my underwear in my bag. Here is not the place where I want to be, wherever that is. There is where I want to be and I have no clue where that is. Fate can be cruel sometimes. When I finally had the resolve to up and leave to far far away without warning, she made sure that I had no means to get there. I'm broke. HSBC stole my money (I'll get it back, even if it's the last thing I do).

I told myself last night that if I still feel that way today, my resolve will be irreversible and I'll be wherever the wind takes me.