Visiting Charlotte for the first time in what seems like a while today. Have had a number of experiences which always make me question next steps and past moves. I think that in respect to most of this trip, what I have been able to understand is more or less than the first version of my being here wasn’t done with the approach that suits me best. In a sense, I’m back around here, but not stuck here, not mired in the kind of existence that some will admit that they would be more than willing to leave if life permitted. For me, what I was given only half filled what my life could be. The rest is basically empty, waiting for me to finish drawing the story of this experience.