Where I find myself ending up...

I keep thinking about where my "last" destination in life would be, and obviously that always depends on what job I end up loving, who I end up marrying, where I want to raise my future kiddos, any all that jazz.

I thought about NYC - a lovely condo, living the city life with my family so I never have to give it up.

I thought about Asia - being close to my roots, my culture, and make sure my kids don't get lost in translation.

I thought about Texas - but that thought quickly ended. I'll always be about TX pride, but not sure if that's where I want my permanent home to be.

I thought about New Zealand - all because of the 2 week roadtrip during college and got me obsessed with the beauty of it all.

I thought about West Coast - sunny, beautiful...yes...

I even thought about Portland - all sorts of things I read about that city - the arts, the nature, the laid back and simplicity of it all.

And at the end of 'it all,' I cannot stop picturing myself in large house close to the mountains, lots of tall trees in the backyard, sunny, cool and dry, fresh breath of air, warm cup of tea in the morning, thinking about a hike during the summer time and a ski run down the mountains during winter, hit up a film fest, cozy up at the best Italian restaurant in town when my best friends are in town. All I want, is to be somewhere that's down to earth, close to nature but not void of the arts and activity, peaceful but equally inspiring.

We all live in a world full of fun distractions, happy hours, club nights, housewarmings, birthday parties, premiere parties - countless gatherings of people for special occasions. Then you start to question how exactly each occasion contributes to you being a better, more whole person. I love to socialize, I love to talk to people who mean a lot to me, but definitely need to strip some of that down and focus on the important things. And hopefully, that end vision of mine just might come true!