2 years

I tend to do things in two year increments. As I'm coming on two years in Seattle (about three months away), it has me thinking. I have never lived anywhere longer than two years in the last 13 years. Even now, I find myself itching to just get away from here. I like certain aspects of my life right now but mostly I hate life right now. In fact, I despise it to my detriment. Why can't I just be okay here? What does that say about me always wanting to move? Does it mean I cowardly leave when I can't take it anymore or does it just mean I like learning new places and when that's done I'm done? Am I destined to be one of those people that people lose track of because I just up and move when I grow tired of the world around me? This is something I really can't figure out about myself. As a psychologist in training, I learn to take in perspectives about the self in an ecological way. But it is hard to see it from my own inner-world. Will I eventually grow out of this and just move houses instead of locales? I honestly can't say. But I'm way craving to move on but I know I'm stuck until at least Spring of 2011 which will put me here in Seattle for 3.5 years respectively. Maybe things will have changed by then.