I may be back
You just never know about these things. It feels like a good idea. That I might have the time and ambition. That it might help me sort out my mind and come to appreciate the wonder that my new life is... But, you just never know about these things. I seriously considered that I should take up my blog again last summer. Last summer I was traveling across the continent - then living in a truly suspect abode in Temple City, California with my ten-year-old - having to sleep either on the tile floor on an inflated sleeping bag pad that a previous tenant had left behind or stretched precariously on the bottom edge of the double bed we shared while staring at the ceiling praying for sleep and that all the fighting upstairs didn't end with a fatality. I had a lot of time to think and the only real conversations I was having were in my head. I saw cool stuff. I had odd thoughts. I missed you. Now, I'm back in V-town. Boy and I each have our own bed. My experiences are