Nam = Number Of Hours In A Day

I turned 24 two days ago and nothing. Much like the entries in this blog as of late, nothing. I find myself not having much to say and I wonder why? Is it a lack of events? No. Is it I am getting tired of blogging? I wouldn't say so. So what is this lack of anything?

Lets talk travel. I've been traveling for 5 weeks straight now, with two more weeks of travel left to go. I've always wanted to travel, especially if it was job related. Growing up and watching movies / shows with business men traveling, I've always thought I live that lifestyle. Something about the life of business suits, luggage and flight schedules appealed to me. Within the 5 weeks of traveling, I've slept in my actual bed probably 4 times, and its causing me to miss just being home. But where is "home" now? Home use to be a place to relax after work / play, now home is a place to ... I don't know what home is. As I'm sitting in my actual room, I look at my desk, I look in my closet, I look around and I know the things I see are mine but they don't feel mine. So here I am living the dream I've dreamt for myself but I feel its costing me my identity.

The only time I actually feel like Nam Tong is when I am around Jack. Maybe in this lack of constant lifestyle I live, Jack is the only constant I really have.

I'm 24 and growing...