What a strange end it's shaping up to be, to a fantastically odd year. It's christmas time, and the air is brisk. I love this time of year - I always have. I don't know if it's because as a kid, it seemed to be the one time of year my family got along, or simply an affinity for christmas "stuff". This is my first christmas season in my own house. ( Read more... )

Repeat. Shuffle. Nonsense ( Read more... )

My name is Jerry Jones - My life is on repeat, and possibly shuffle.

Happiness + Discontent = Weird Fucking Days.

Having a friendship with an ex-girlfriend, so soon after breaking up is a very strange thing ( Read more... )

Things are mostly back to normal - whatever the hell that means. My life is open ended and up in the air, much as it was a year or so ago. Sure, now I have a house and have been at a steady job for over a year, but it's not so different. Been spending a little time riding again, did a contest up in Oregon recently. I think the next real trip might ( Read more... )

The journey to indifference is long and windy. It's not until the top that you can clearly see the road traveled.

I've been slacking on writing lately - both here and in my physical journal. I need to get back to it.

It's raining, the first time in quite a while. There has been a set of unusual summer thunder storms passing through today, and this evening, despite the clouds, it's quite warm and humid out. This particular storm has my mind full of so many thoughts, so many memories. I'm reminded of the time I spent in Mississippi, and then the year I spent in ( Read more... )

The sun set tonight behind a veil of gray and stormy clouds ( Read more... )