So, this blog may not make much sense. It will not be proof read or checked for any semblance of sanity.
Things have been odd lately. Since I came back from Cali I have felt more relaxed and been in a better mood... Then recently I have had a feeling like there has been a cloud over me at random times. This happens at times and when it does I try to ignore it at first hoping that it will go away. As time passes and it doesn't, I start to think about it. It tends to be around certain dates... It turns out this one is that we are coming up on the date that my father died... It's been 20 years now, which is fucking insane. The more I think about this, the more it fucks with me... I have come to the sad realization that I don;t remember what his voice sounds like... This truely does sadden me but it was surely unavoidable and had to happen at some point. I have been trying to find things to help take my mind off of this and have been able to do so on a few occasions. I know this feeling will pass soon and I hope when it does that I am able to jump back to the more relaxed me that I have been since shedding stress like dirty clothes in Cali... It was truely a therapudic trip full of odd and amazing happenings but I digress.
In other news, some of my friends are great, some have begun to drift out of my life, which kind of sucks but is also ok.
I also got rid of my car (WRX) and got my hands on a new car (2012 STi) which is absurd... I dig it a lot.
I was going to post a bunch of pics fromCali but I'm not really into resizing them all right now... I will do them soon though.
I think I might head to FL again soon to visit a friend... I hope to get more work on my arm when I'm there but either way works... I think that's all my randomness for the moment but I'll leave you with the only song my father could play on the guitar...
Thanks for reading this odd bunch of rambling I put together...
Things have been odd lately. Since I came back from Cali I have felt more relaxed and been in a better mood... Then recently I have had a feeling like there has been a cloud over me at random times. This happens at times and when it does I try to ignore it at first hoping that it will go away. As time passes and it doesn't, I start to think about it. It tends to be around certain dates... It turns out this one is that we are coming up on the date that my father died... It's been 20 years now, which is fucking insane. The more I think about this, the more it fucks with me... I have come to the sad realization that I don;t remember what his voice sounds like... This truely does sadden me but it was surely unavoidable and had to happen at some point. I have been trying to find things to help take my mind off of this and have been able to do so on a few occasions. I know this feeling will pass soon and I hope when it does that I am able to jump back to the more relaxed me that I have been since shedding stress like dirty clothes in Cali... It was truely a therapudic trip full of odd and amazing happenings but I digress.
In other news, some of my friends are great, some have begun to drift out of my life, which kind of sucks but is also ok.
I also got rid of my car (WRX) and got my hands on a new car (2012 STi) which is absurd... I dig it a lot.

I was going to post a bunch of pics fromCali but I'm not really into resizing them all right now... I will do them soon though.
I think I might head to FL again soon to visit a friend... I hope to get more work on my arm when I'm there but either way works... I think that's all my randomness for the moment but I'll leave you with the only song my father could play on the guitar...
Thanks for reading this odd bunch of rambling I put together...
My dad passed when I was 10. Still have a lot of memories, can picture him in my mind - but no idea about his voice. Odd... Someone I work with lost his mother a few years ago. He has some voice mail she left him on his cell phone. He kept re-saving them until he could find a way to get the recordings save somewhere else.
Sweet ride.