sigh..i'm in one of those "f*** me and the world" moods. i need to go for a ride.

i'm in one of those in limbo situations where i'm not so sure about my future again. i mean, don't get me wrong...my job, what i want in life, it's all the same. but one of my good friends is now moving to the east coast, and well...it kinda brings me back down to earth. hank's one of those guys who i can just call up, and go ride with up and down the coast. "point reyes? now? 10pm at night? sure" he'd say

but now i feel like going out on my own. here's the dilemna though. before, i didn't care if i crashed and burned. that's part of life right? kinda like not wearing my seatbelt (yeahyeah iknow...not very logical, but that's just me)
but now... i think i'm about to find an anchor to my life. a good one too. i just don't know if the anchor wants me.

peace. love y'all