taking footprints

leave only footprints, take only memories. nah, i am taking my footprints with me.

10.11.2001

weird weird weird. everything just seems, well, weird. sitting here is weird. the air here in sac feels weird. poofy! here i am. back to normal life. i didn't think it would feel so strange. back to normal is feeling oh-so abnormal. i suppose a month being gone from routine will do that to you. i guess i just assumed i would be looking forward to this routine again. i used to be a slave to my routine. everyday. the. same. thing. and i would freak if something got in the way of my schedule. now? now i want anything but the same. different became so interesting...so much out there to see, people to meet, places to explore, things to learn. but here i am, back in the same old life. did i think that going away for a month would make it somehow different?

now i am itching to move to the pacific northwest....portland, perhaps, if i am in a city mood. bellingham, for a small college town. bend, small town, awesome climbing (smith rock) closeby. they all sound fabulous. and here? not so fabulous. flat, hot, boring sacramento. beh.

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