Bounce around the room

So, I'm chilling here in North Carolina at the moment, sick of my job, missing home a bit, into music tremendously and on the verge, the precipice, the edge. There's the option of staying here and doing the same. Staying here and getting a new and more exciting job. Going back home to the place and people I love. Or picking it up and making a reactionary move to pick up and go to San Diego in 3 weeks. And either to stay or pick up and head over to Denver. And maybe just bounce around the room a bit. Eventually I want to settle down, not neccessarily to a place, though, but to people, to family. I could just up and bump around a bit though. Money I make here be damned, b/c it's not enough. Money I make there, we'll see. I'm not ever going to starve. I will never lack a roof over my head. If I pick up and go I will live a new life again. And this time there's no hesitation. I will live a new type of life. Bouncin round to world Bouncin round the US, at least.