juxlii

After years on the road, it's time to stop, regroup and see what happens next. Despite all of my grand, mildly schizophrenic, ambitions, I'm coming back. The way I see it, I need to STOP roaming and can only really do that by returning to the point of departure.

I've got my ticket and I'm flying into LA on December 11th (holy fuck...10 DAYS). I'll be staying (for a while, by my standards, at least).

It'll be nice to have a pad to call my own, where I'm surrounded by my stuff. It'll be nice to have somewhere to which I can invite and entertain. It'll be nice to have some consistancy in the friends and other folk that surround me and fill my time. It'll be nice to have some consistancy and regularity in work, rather than having to reprove myself with each and every stop.

I can't wait to live life without always having to plan for departure. It'll be good to see all you bastards and, this time, not have to rush and adjust in order to fit everyone and everything in.

I'm going to be staying and I feel damn good about it.