Three days and three months ago, I stepped back onto American soil for the first time in nearly a year. Today marks the first day since that return that I finally feel that time is once again becoming more and more my own. Nearly one hundred days have gone by and most of them have not seen this blogs pages as intended. The time has been a mix of sleep and working to get to a level where my mind was finally able to keep focused long enough to begin what will be the difficult task of putting together the last year of my life and how (if) it changed me.
Being back in the states is a struggle. With each passing day I realize more and more how this place is not accomodating to the traveller and how expensives our lives are. What I can´t seem to get to the bottom of is exactly why it is this way and exactly who is enjoying themselves this much where we all have to pay these prices for things...essential things like food.
Don't get me wrong, I understand the need to charge high prices for IPODs and Porterhouse steaks, sure. What I don't understand is why the basic costs of life are so high...
It always seems to be the same issue with me.