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Here today, gone sometime next week. (or at least one of these weekends, this month)
I'm making some major changes in my life. For those of you who are wondering where I've been, that information is to follow.
I was planning on moving some place in the loop (still in Chicago), but I've decided to get as far away from this city as possible, and slowly I will drift more and more. I'm going back to South Beach, for a spell. Probably not a long time. Long enough to help me get my bearings back, and build up some sort of self-esteem again. Not that I've been depressed, just frustrated. After that, I think I may attempt to remain sane in San Francisco, again. Life is just too short to waste it in a city you don't really, really love. Maybe I'll do the school thing, and try to get into culinary institute, or possibly get over my fear of math and go back to my original intention of being an architect.
My brain has been so thirsty.
My life has been filled with a lot of beautiful women, as of late. A few that I've developed crushes on, and I'll genuinely miss them when I make my grand escape from this place. But you know, such is life.
As for what I've been doing the last few weeks - well, the details must remain TOP SECRET, except to those whom I know I can trust with the secrets to my life. The short explanation is that I've been experiencing new experiences. I tried a few things out... it didn't take. I will continue to try new things, until I'm exhausted - however - I will be trying those new things out in a different state. (State of mind, state of evolution, state of the union, state of existence.) But mainly, just no longer in Chicago. Ya dig?
I'm feeling stronger. Isn't that a slap on the ass?
I'm making some major changes in my life. For those of you who are wondering where I've been, that information is to follow.
I was planning on moving some place in the loop (still in Chicago), but I've decided to get as far away from this city as possible, and slowly I will drift more and more. I'm going back to South Beach, for a spell. Probably not a long time. Long enough to help me get my bearings back, and build up some sort of self-esteem again. Not that I've been depressed, just frustrated. After that, I think I may attempt to remain sane in San Francisco, again. Life is just too short to waste it in a city you don't really, really love. Maybe I'll do the school thing, and try to get into culinary institute, or possibly get over my fear of math and go back to my original intention of being an architect.
My brain has been so thirsty.
My life has been filled with a lot of beautiful women, as of late. A few that I've developed crushes on, and I'll genuinely miss them when I make my grand escape from this place. But you know, such is life.
As for what I've been doing the last few weeks - well, the details must remain TOP SECRET, except to those whom I know I can trust with the secrets to my life. The short explanation is that I've been experiencing new experiences. I tried a few things out... it didn't take. I will continue to try new things, until I'm exhausted - however - I will be trying those new things out in a different state. (State of mind, state of evolution, state of the union, state of existence.) But mainly, just no longer in Chicago. Ya dig?
I'm feeling stronger. Isn't that a slap on the ass?