No descriptions of things today. You’ll just have to trust all my links. Now fall backwards and I’ll catch you.
Trading Parties for DS3
Sitting on the old, chipped porch swing at my house yesterday I realized that as of tomorrow I will never see our garden through the open screen door, crickets buzzing in the yard, families walking by on the street, neighbors on their porches. That’s not going to be my view anymore. For four years I’ve watched my street grow and change with the families that live on it, and now I’ll be moving to another part of the neighborhood, not far away, but still different. I’m used to my street and its rhythms and it’ll be hard to find the beat of the new one. That’s not to say that I’m not excited, but I have a right to get nostalgic when I close a chapter of my life. My house has forever been kind of a dump, but it was my dump, and no matter who lived there year by year I was always there. Now I’m moving to a place that is neutral ground for all of us who’ll be living there. I’m nervous and excited and ready for everything to start happening, because, dammit, I’m an adventurer. I will miss the view, though.
Kyle Weekend | 28-Jul-06 at 8:46 am | Permalink
Holy Fuck! That Psst, pass it on shit is fucking rad!