When I went soul searching, I never imagined I would find myself. The whole notion of a journey always seemed like some sort of mystic babble, drafted by pseudo-spiritualists to propel some great narrative about discovery and understanding that was passe. Ironically, they were correct all along. Even in my youngest years, the few I ever did meet such as a practicing shaman, urged this and the rest of the world - the modern contemporary - scoffed at at. More fascinatingly, they were alarmingly correct in their predictions of what I would find when I was truly tried and tested.