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September 30, 2009

slipping out the back

I am beyond pleased to report that in less than 24 hours, I will have arrived in the the quick-beating pulse of North Carolina’s Research Triangle!  I don’t really give a toss what it’s famous for, but I will be hangin with broski and his maiden, celebrating scotchtoberfest to a no-doubt-ill-advised-degree, catchin some adventures (if not rays) at the beach and shopping, hanging and even scoping out some Canadian music at the Duke Coffeehouse!  yes.  Things be looking up.

Hard to believe it’s been almost a year since I’ve even left the damn state!  Geez, I used to be a traveling man…2009 has found my role reduced to stationery hobo.  And now I am riding high again…but for how long?!

Between the reconciliation of this fact combined with the fragility of my newfangled life…I wonder how long I can really park it here?  I see both possibilities.  Staying, building my empire, getting more and more southern fried.  The allure of the question mark is unabated.  I try not to think too much of the future, as I spent most of the years of my life pinning all my hopes on faraway stars.  Plus, y’know, my underlying fear that the world as we know it is in the middle of ending.  All I can seek to do is lay a foundation and live in the moment.  And if my moment-to-moment life grows dissatisfactory, I have to…find a new clock?  Stupid metaphor.

I am looking forward to having an opportunity to gather perspective.  I have felt vexed and alone for a while, so time away and with family is probably just what the doctor ordered.

I am looking forward to a late night at work (double day!  yay?!) and coming home and packing and wringing my hands until the airport shuttle comes.  I only wish I had cheap-finagled an operational camera before leaving so I would have some pictures to remember the adventure by….maybe I have a floating disposable somewhere in my chambers.  A good late-night rumaging should turn it or other countless treasures up…in the mean time I shall wish luck to myself and adieu to you, dear reader.