Well, it's a little cold and gloomy out. The neighborhood trash collectors are making a racket. I wish I could still drink coffee on days like this. I need to shower and shave and head off to work.
The city of Portland has been on my mind almost every day since I got back. Everyone I talk to that has been there has plans to move there at some point. I feel that pull too. Did I really love it that much or do I just need to get the fuck out of Hell-A?
Random ramblings. I need my bowl of Corn Flakes.
The city of Portland has been on my mind almost every day since I got back. Everyone I talk to that has been there has plans to move there at some point. I feel that pull too. Did I really love it that much or do I just need to get the fuck out of Hell-A?
Random ramblings. I need my bowl of Corn Flakes.
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you know what about portland? i had always felt like i was coming home when i got here... every time i drove down and got within an hour of the city, a great sigh of 'i'm home' rushed thru me... it's a beautiful place.... but it isn't for everyone. it rains a lot. it's not as "fast" as LA.. did i mention it rains a lot?
if it felt like home to you when you were here, it might very well be home...