It's effin' frustrating right now. The road trip is in flux because the truck continues to be a source of mechanical woe, putting serious strain on our finances. I've got money to make here in the Bay but I'm too sick to work and probably won't be any better for a couple days -- assuming I get antibiotics tomorrow and they kick in within 24 hours -- and in the mean time I'm sort of cluttering up my old roommates place. They're accomodating and all, but I know it's a drag to have some toxic dude convalescing in your living room.

Oh me oh my; being stuck in bed (ok, couch) for the weekend has given me pause and time to reflect though. I'm far from certain what will come next, but having space to ruminate is never a bad thing. I feel the need to reach back to old friends and family more, remembering good old times. I feel that I owe 100s of thank yous to people. I feel like it may be time to start something new.