#20: A Cursory Glance

Of course, everybody is asking me what my new place looks like, and I rarely respond with anything more specific than "EMPTY!"
I'll have better pictures when the place actually belongs to me, but these quick little shots will have to do - I took them merely for my own self-reference while I was hopping from showing to showing, which is what the trip literally amounted to. One showing, and then this one - And it was just too awesome to pass up, especially for the price. These pictures were taken just to jog my memory in the event that I was batting between two apartments and couldn't remember which one was nicer. But the first one was shit, and the other ones were in a lousy part of town, or too expensive - so Troy and I wound up driving a couple of blocks away before thinking better of it, and driving right back to sign my lease. SO ENOUGH TALK. Here are the only pictures of my future place that I have!

Unceremonius Resurrection

It is with no great fanfare, and no fantastic revelation that I am coaxed out of hiding and back into the slightly blurry world outside of my self-imposed exile. Yes, eyes squinting once more from the glare of public scrutiny, I feel I'm at a point where I'm mature enough to censor those thoughts which belong in my paperback journal, and reveal those which will ultimately reveal to others just what makes life as I currently know it - Tick.

At this landmark in my life where do-overs end and real life begins, I invite whomever is interested to follow along with the sometimes pointless, sometimes meandering train of my daily thought.

So what do you say? Care to join me on the long walk off a short pier?