Epic voyage in my own back yard.

My Philosophy Professor likened our shifting to Vietnam as an Odyssey. I do like the comparison, but I figure that Odysseus never had to pack up all of his possessions, find a home for his cats, decide what to sell, what to keep and what to give away. I’ll bet that Odysseus didn’t have to give his house a final clean to prepare it for tenants or to help his daughter move into her new dwelling in the middle of a chronic heat wave.

No, good old Odysseus probably just made sure that his crew had loaded supplies on board and sailed away on his epic voyage of self-discovery. I feel that my epic voyage of self discovery is taking place right now and I have yet to leave these shores.