so.... How's everyone been? I've been fairly absent from my writing schedule (that is if I had one and I mean fairly as in nonexistent) but I feel that the past however many weeks have been filled with enough excitement to crank out at least one paragraph. So as I sit here enjoying a killian's at my favorite bar the mood has struck me to write...and write I shall.
Things have slowly been working themselves back into some form of normal in the life category. I've finally settled in working at the auction house although the jury is still out on how long I plan on staying. The money is good and the work isn't mentally challenging so I really can't complain but with the gas that my car has been eating in order to get there has probably burnt an intricate hole in the ozone oddly shaped like my route to and from work...but I digress.
I've been finding myself in fred town more and more. I feel as though I left something here and I keep returning to see if maybe, by chance, I can find it and be on my merry way. I'm beginning to think that maybe what I'm missing is something that can't be found except sitting on this bar stool looking out onto the street or driving to the lake to sit on the pier and listen to the water at 2 in the morning. Maybe its something here that's pulling me back. Many words come to mind that try their best to define this feeling yet the only one that seems to shout a little louder above all is "comfortable".
This place is everything, period. So I guess until I can find that same gravity somewhere else...fred town it is.
