So I'm home. I'm not really sure what to say... this place and the place I just came from seem like two entirely different realities. I cringe at the reference, but it's kind of like the film Passion of the Mind when Demi Moore can't figure out which dream or reality is, well, real. If that reference makes no sense to you, don't worry; it's a terrible movie that you shouldn't bother seeing. But the point is, I'm still trying to define my own reality and where my life will go.

Cryptic, eh? I don't get it either.