Hearing the first few guitar strums, I turn up the radio. Christine wouldn’t understand, and she’d probably shoot me a dirty look if she were here, but I love Dave Matthews. In fact, in Ethiopia it was a Dave Matthews song that first made me feel homesick.

where are you going…
with your long face pulling down?
Don’t hide away, like an ocean
But you can’t see, but you can… smell
And the sound of waves crash down.

The windshield wipers beat back-and-forth disconcertingly off tempo. I can’t help but think I must be pretty wierd to be bothered by that.

I am no superman.
I have no reasons for you
I am no hero. Oh, that’s for sure
But I do know one thing:
Where you are is where I belong.

Where are you going?
Where do you go?

I don’t know. I’m not much closer to an answer about school than I was a week ago, really, just that I know I can’t keep doing what I’m doing.

Are you looking for answers
to questions under the stars?
If along the way…
You are grown weary,
you can rest with me until
A brighter day,
and you’re ok

I’ve lost the passion for learning, the excitement about expanding my horizons. It’s a daily grind, and I’m slowly being crushed by it.

I am no superman
I have no answers for you
I am no hero, oh that’?s for sure
But I do know one thing
Where you are…is where I belong
I do know where you go
is where I want to be

But more than that, I know God has something in store. Cliche as it sounds, I believe there’s a greater plan and purpose…I just wish, at the moment, I knew what it was.

Where are you going?
Where do you go?

And then there’s a sudden, and somewhat jarring, transition from Dave to Daniel…

Where is the moment when we need it the most
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost
They tell me your blue skies fade to grey
They tell me your passion’s gone away…

*sigh* Yep.