So.

Haven't blogged in a while, thought I'd give it a go.

So.

I'm kind of hating my job right now.

But I love my neighborhood. Still. Tonight I walked out to the main street to meet H for dinner and there were so many things going on. The grill cheese truck, people doing yoga, people doing arts and crafts, a magician across the street. I hope people don't start finding out about my neighborhood.

I'm stuck in the quicksands of time. I think that's a lyric somewhere. I'm like those melting clocks. Melting and ticking. And sleepy.

This was a poor go, I'll do better next post.