handsolo

much like the swallows.. returning to Capistrano...
i return to the warm ebrase of SG.
suffice to say. i left. when i say... left. i mean.. i frickin went. moved to Portland. like that.
POW!
quit my job of ... like.. many years. left my town. my friends... my sisters, nieces and nephews. at least in the sense that i was no longer 20 minutes away.

why?
cuz... i love her.
she loves me. she loves my dog.

like i said.
i am back.