Ever wake up one morning and think to yourself "Hey! I think I want to pack up all my belongings, quit my Job, send my farewells and leave this city I once called home. Leave the people I once called friends, leave behind the memories and make new one's in a new city?" On these rare occasion moments I feel that urge but the question in the back of my mind still remains "what if.." Or "what will happen next.." Once I do decide to up and leave everything behind. What will be left. Distant memories... I think it's the "unknown" that's more frightening most of all. The not knowing.. The "unknown" feeling deep down of what is going to happen next once I do decide to up and leave.. I knew this all along, I felt this all along and I truly believe this... It's that I myself mind, body, soul and heart will one day and I can't tell you "when" that one day... someday will be. But one day I will be reunited with my d...