I just got that strange twist in my stomach when I look at a map of Greenwich. Such a weird place to think about. I never EVER thought I would get so homesick for a place that has been the location of much turmoil in my life. But I love it. And I think I love it because of all the crazy shit that's gone down. I just wanna drive and smoke a cigarette (bogie?) and play some horrible rap music and be on the way to the house of a friend. Aaaahh the study. I truly do miss Aimee's study. It was like a second home to me through middle school and beyond. I can't even begin to describe the long list of things that happened in that room but I can tell you that all of it was wonderful. Maybe it didn't seem so at the time, for I know that on many occasions I have cried in there, argued on the phone with my mother, possibly even gotten into slight disagreements with Aimee. But looking back now I realize it has been absolutely perfect. You know it's weird. I think as a child and a teenager I spent more time occupying space in others people's homes than in my own. Having people in my space would always make me nervous.
Any who. Obviously this a blog. And most often you will be surprised by the words that will be written here. Most of it will be about my (enter adjective here) life. Other times it will be about the life of others. Maybe even about my environment. And when I say environment I don't mean crazy hippy shit about how I love nature, even though I do love nature. But what I mean is my surroundings. The inanimate objects of my life and how they got there and what they mean to me.
I like pictures. Pictures are good.
Attractive? Not so much.
I wish I could describe what I see in my mind. Mapquest will do. Straight forward.
Tis' all for now.
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