We've Only Just Begun

Figured I'd explain the title of the blog...so check out the beginning of verse two (credit again to Jay Electron):

"Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown,
Feeling outta place as I whistle a cab down.
If I tip extra can I huff a cig?
Blow my smoke out the window...dropping ashes on the bridge."

Fitting considering the state of flux I find myself in with regards to my surroundings. Being a foreigner in a far away land, only to come back feeling like a tourist in my own country. These short lines capture alienation, reminiscence, adaption to new surroundings and the gradual process of moving on with things. Life and times of the new-age citizen of the world.