I'm leaving New York tomorrow afternoon. Tonight I'm going to see The Motercycle Diaries with Frank and then hitting the Grassroots Tavern for a final round with my friends. It's been an interesting couple of weeks. I'm looking forward to getting back here in a more situated way, starting things up. It's no time for a quarter-life crisis, but that seems to be where I'm headed.

I'm tentatively planning on closing things out in San Francisco and then heading back to Oregon for a month of rent-free living: space and time to rest, reflect, and ruminate. I'll write in my paper journal, join the Y for a month, take a trip up to Portland to see all those good folks, and hopefully come out of it all with more of a plan for myself. The number of people who have given me "life advice" in the past week tells me I need one. Not that I'm not appreciative of people's words of wisdom, faith and guidance; I just don't have enough vision for myself to effectively process it at the moment.

Oh yeah. I'll write more about this upcoming. You can be sure of that.