and we're started back at one.

10,000 miles back to where we started again, and I blow life back into this page again.

Past 6 weeks back home was a rude awakening; both from God and from the past. Priorities that were foresaken in light of the new environment, primarily. But taking that journey back also brings about a certain type of haunting that inevitably ensues. A conscious effort to keep in touch is an endless cycle of trying, or die trying. At the end of the day we ask, is it worth it?

Good to see the family and all being good. Kids at church were awesome, same old, same old. Though within the blink of an eye almost everyone has grown up now. Almost... Not to mention food, which was definitely something to live for. Countless awakenings from God telling me where I had been and where I should be. Japan and Bangkok trips were nice getaways...

Friday I left.

A whole deal of apprehension and being reluctant, but here I am in the middle of nowhere in Vermont and I guess I am ready for another short (well, its not that short) in USA again.

One of the most brutal journies I've taken thus far:
SIN- TOKYO
TOKYO- CHICAGO
CHICAGO - PHILIDELPHIA
PHIDELPHIA - BURLINGTON
BURLINGTON - MIDDLEBURY

Phase 2/3.

Comenzar.