Plaintive

Friday happening this week.  The new bar opening tonight.  Will report back from my 700 step journey home.

Other than that, nothing new happening in the home front.  Shit day at work yesterday, with a very unusual group of patients who took the time to be assholes.  That doesn't happen all that often. 

Today's Screed

Lately I have been thinking hard about being elsewhere.  A thought has crept its way into my head that I don't belong here anymore.  The feeling is getting stronger.

But I am seriously wondering what to do about this feeling.  A major part of my internal dialog lately has been the sensible part of my brain pointing out that maybe, just maybe I am too old to go gypsy.  Normally, this would have been enough for me to push the intruding thoughts out.  But these thoughts have been persistent and keep returning with attacks from differing quarters.

So the question I need to answer is:  Where the fuck did this come from?  I have been fairly content of late, have friends, have adequate life.  So why am I thinking this? 

The worst part is that it seems that I might be pushing myself away from here rather than being drawn someplace else.  That particular internal dialog has always seemed dangerous.  What am I running from?