Back to life

Hey Toe,
Got back from Scotland on Monday. Really felt the jet lag this time--had trouble sleeping, waking up at 2AM yesterday morning and, despite not going to bed until 2AM last night, I woke up at 6:30 today. Woke up with the depressing feeling that I wasn't quite home yet, one that didn't leave me after I woke up. We need to find a house and move out of this apartment, because it still doesn't feel like home to me I think. Maybe it's just the jet lag.

Scotland and London were awesome. We saw a lot of Scotland, mostly on the east coast and up to the Orkney Islands. It's a beautiful country. I drank some good beer wherever we went, and enjoyed the food more than I expected. Being mostly vegetarian, the furthest astray I went was the occasional dish of haddock. We had vegetarian haggis, which was really good, although probably sacrilegious to a Scot. We toured the Glen Morangie whisky distillery and sampled the stuff.

We saw a lot. I found driving to be pleasurable there, and the country is easier to get around in than I expected. Pretty weather, pretty and changeable--went from rain to a rainbow at one point. I want to go back and see the West coast next time.

anyway, how are you, man? I read an entry on your other site and you sound slightly depressed. I understand how you feel, though, about losing dreams you once had. I feel the same about some of mine. My problem is I haven't had the guts to admit that I have let them go yet. I still want to write the great American novel. However, I haven't gotten a page closer to it in something like 10 years. I have to hold onto it somehow, and use the little ember to stoke a fire one of these days. I keep telling myself I am just waiting for a good plot.

I was pretty blue yesterday--post-vacation blues--but am feeling a lot better now. Our town was depressing me yesterday--again, it just didn't feel like a place I felt comfortable coming home to, whatever that phrase really means.

Drop me a line sometime. I hope you and El are well.
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