Migration

I was cleaning the kitchen, when I noticed there were ducks in our swimming pool.  Ducks!  In our pool! And man, oh man, was this a gorgeous pair of Mallards.  We have the suspicion that these are the SAME ducks that come specifically to our house every year during their migration period. 

Do we each go through our own migration periods?  Whether physically, mentally, or spiritually?  I think so.  In fact, I KNOW that I've gone through a migration spiritually within the past few years, and I like to believe that I'll go through that migration often.  There are people who move away for school, only to move back to their hometown after a few years and settle there.  Which brings me to another thought: Is migration temporary?  Are we all going to return to our home roots?  Do I want to settle here in the AZ?  I wouldn't mind it.  Arizona is my home and always will be 'home' to me.  However, I strongly believe that people make a home for themselves wherever they go.

I guess I should give an explanation to this rambling.  I've been restless.  And stuck in a routine.   

AND I HATE IT.  

I've never been one to sit still for too long; always moving on to the next job, project, or location.  I couldn't wait to move out when I graduated high school.  After 6months though I was ready to move back and move on.  After another year of bouncing between jobs, I found THE job.  A job that I love to do, and I can't believe I've been there for almost a year now!

But, it's a routine.  I'm in a slump.  I'm in a rut.  I've buried myself in a hole of routine, and dare I say, boredom.  I don't want to be bored.  I don't want to be unhappy.  And right now, I am.  I want to be free!! I want to be like the ducks, popping back in to routine once a year during migration.  I want to roam and travel and find myself in the middle of nowhere.  

Unfortunately, there is no conclusion to this post.  At least, not right now.  I'm still trying to figure out the next move, which is sometimes the hardest part.  Any suggestions?