Everyday I'm more assured that I'm quite done. There's nothing here to pursue anymore and everyday is starting to feeling limited in some sort of way. It's either I can't do it or I just don't want to do it. Nothing beholds the same interest I once had when I first got here, I suppose it's time to move on and find that amount of interest I once had. It's not about the fusses that occurred it's about how no more change can be done. I just need to get away from these roots, settle on new soil and grow.