I'm glad that it's Friday and the weekend it here. This hasn't been a terrible week by any stretch of the imagination, but it has been a tough week. I've been very morose and pensive lately - not a terribly great combination for me. The littlest things will set off a series of tangential thoughts of my past. For example, I am always vexed by the question of "hometown." Mostly, because I don't have any feeling of hometown. Many people I know spent all of their childhood in one location and grew up with the same group of people. They have a place that they call "home."
I just don't have that experience. Growing up, my family moved frequently enough that I never really felt like I had roots. I guess in some respects I feel like I don't belong anywhere or to anyone - a thought which can be freeing and also incredibly scary. See how crazy my mind is: I go from a question regarding my hometown to a feeling of alone-ness. And it doesn't stop there. The next progression of thoughts takes me to my death and how long it would take someone to figure out that I had died. Crazy. So, welcome to a snapshot of my week. I'm glad it is Friday and I'm looking forward to hanging out with Joe tonight and having a Margarita (or two) at El Coyote.
Friday, November 9, 2007
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