It's time for my yearly journal entry!

During the time of my last entry, I realize only now, I was in the middle of a personal renaissance. Epic trips and highs (e and hash), I was newly fascinated by dark psychedelia like American McGee's Alice and poppies and absinthe dreams and meditation and bohemians and Carnivale. I opened up to a whole world of art and music. I had just gotten back from California and the new experiences changed me, I became more radical, more righteous. Everything changed.

That was last December. Here it is December 2007. Everything that happened last year flung open the door to what's happened this year. Homelessness, hitchhiking, spray painting, freedom. Dildo crackheads and naked truckers. Living at an anarchist/hippie commune for a couple months in Missouri. Eric moving on and settling down on the west coast. Now I come back "home" and nothing and nobody is the same as when I left. So strange to be sitting where I was last year and nothing about who I am or where I'm heading is remotely similar.

Nothing left to do but move forward, and stop perpetually living in the past as I do.