Perhaps it stems from my need to move, to not stay stagnate, the find new places, changes in landscape, people, and careers. Its happened before, most of the time I repress it, telling myself that my duty to those around me require that I stay and fight through the torment. My stress levels are on the rise, I can feel the need to travel, to get away from the mundane, to break out of the stagnation once more. There is a fire burning inside with the need to rage for a while, to flow freely and release the stressful energies. However the need to be the steady rock for those around me is just as strong, if not stronger. I loath to let those around me down, to abandon. I seek the counsel of the wise, this cycle is not healthy when coupled with the need to support those I hold dear. A primal need to see people joyful and happy around me despite the fire that sometimes rages inside. Seems like I'm on a three year cycle of tolerance to one place.