I was in Boston for a week and now I'm back in the city by the bay. Not too sure how to react to anything at the moment. I blame jet lag and dehydration. The Olde Towne is so gorgeous this time of year, everything's green and blooming. The hotel I was sent to to help transiition was slick, slick, slick. The NiNEZERO is big deal there I guess.
It was cool to be in my home town for a bit a see my friend, his wife and his 3.8 children. What's strange thogh is that the house he grew up in (and I spent too much time hanging out in) is now where he's bringing up his kids. My reality was turned on it's ear when confronted with his old room turned into a nursery of sorts.
Seeing him with all his family has made wwonder what the hell I've doing with the past few years of my life, not that I'm in a dire need to sart my own family but . . . I dunno. i'm rambling
It was cool to be in my home town for a bit a see my friend, his wife and his 3.8 children. What's strange thogh is that the house he grew up in (and I spent too much time hanging out in) is now where he's bringing up his kids. My reality was turned on it's ear when confronted with his old room turned into a nursery of sorts.
Seeing him with all his family has made wwonder what the hell I've doing with the past few years of my life, not that I'm in a dire need to sart my own family but . . . I dunno. i'm rambling