There is always a pull. My life is one dreamed in extremes and lived somewhere in the middle. Nothing is half way when played out in my head. I either live east or west, big or not at all, as a lone wolf or deeply entrenched in a pack. Constant flux, 4 cities in 4 years, 2 jobs in 8 months. Just numbers upon numbers lighting the truth that I crave both constant, extreme change and deeply rooted stability all at once, hopping that, like the ebb and flow of the waves of the pacific, it will calm my soul and excite me.
