What lit the fire under my ass to get the hell outta Dodge for three months, and abscond into the Heart of Darkness.

Prologue...

Why Am I Traveling to South America?: Uncertainty Over My Next Step.

A cloudy haze of confusion hangs like a stage’s curtain among the connections of a young mind. The heavy cloths that section off the view of an audience to the actors playing behind the scenes veils the happenings of a story. Young, educated, free, I find myself gazing on both hidden actor and anticipating audience as I serge forward in my quest to introduce my abilities to my future happenings. Like the audience, I see the possibilities that lie behind the curtains of uncertainty that shroud my future. Like the players on stage, my abilities are evident, but the script to which they will cohere has yet to be acted out. How am I to use my abilities to further the interest of my audience, the interest of my desires to succeed in my livelihood? All I lack is a script, a standard avenue for which I can travel along to find my own way. I can train my actors to know their lines, I can direct my movements to create an unique production, but I can not lift the curtain to showcase my abilities until I know what the play is. Is it a drama that I am best suited to serve? Perhaps a comedy is where my talent lies. I am traveling into an obscure continent to find what I am missing. I want to know: what next? What do I do, what can I do, what should I do with my abilities? What lies ahead for me?

Some people find themselves seated in an office, while their backs arch or straighten under the revealing advice of a councilor. Others force a fit into a promising career, hoping that their tenacity will give way to satisfaction. Even more bang around from vocation to vocation, hoping to find the square hole that fits their rounded needs. I, instead, travel thousands of miles south, loosing myself with every inch, in order to strip away the confusion, and find what I am, and what I am to become. I hope to find Solace in a foundation for which I can raise the curtain and begin my play. To good reviews or bad, I will be confident in my actions and honest in my approaches.

Therefore, Act One Scene One is quickly approaching, and my play begins to write itself…