hm

okay. so i'm back. and it'll take me some time to gather myself together again. although it already feels like i am picking up where i left off. four years of other experiences. of other towns--well, and cananda. two years in canada.

okay--it's late and i'm a bit peeved. i can't sleep and i keep thinking about these stupid nyc social rules that apply nowhere but in dense urban centers and in very specific circles. so do i care? not really. so why am i up? because my buttons have been getting pushed in this cold calloused town by a few people that i did not expect. it's always the unexpected that keeps me up at night.

that and sheer boredom.

and maybe because the bed is too small.

and my girl was grouchy and disappointed in me right before bed.

and i haven't spent a full night sleeping this week.

hm