Postits.

It's actually been a long time since I have posted. I take it as a sign perhaps. Of what? I'm not telling.

So last week my friend Grace graciously decided to grace the Bay Area with her return. And yes, I just made that sentence. It was nice seeing her and catching up. Maybe that's what it's like with childhood friends, you sometimes act like no time has past at all. It's kind of shocking to think about how long I've known her. I did stop talking to her for a good three or four years, but other than that I've known her since I was ten or so.

I guess I never knew what that felt like, growing up with your friends, because I always moved around so much as a kid. I'm always envious when I hear people's stories about it.

I was suppose to go singing with some friends Friday night, but I bailed on them to watch Zodiac. I've got to say, it makes me really want to be in one place for a long time. Just to appreciate the things that happen and have a profound impact on a community. Don't get me worng, I think serial killers are tragic. But there is something about having gone through an experience, and then seeing how it is portrayed later on. It is a lot like the whole 9/11 experience for me. I rarely get those.

I did end up going singing Saturday night. After getting out around one in the morning, I headed off to work. Yes, work. There was one moment in that night where I just thought to myself what the hell is going on here. If you care to know, ask me about it in person.

Sunday was remarkably relaxing. After a long drive to and back in the morning, my eyes were opening to different sides of people. I mean, I guess I always knew and could picture it. But there is something different about seeing it in person.

The weather was so gorgeous that day too. I ended up just walking around, sitting at a park and sharing life stories. I don't think I've felt that content and happy with where I was in a very long time. It is remarkable what good company does to you.