What I miss

Why am I always the last to know or the last to figure something out? Why am I so restless in my life. Most people are happy going to work, coming home, walking the dog, going to they gym and the grocery store then back home. I'm not...I never have been...I'm so restless here. For those who don't know about a year and a half ago I decided to leave Houston and start teaching at a school in my home town. I went from metro city life to extremely small town life. I do love where I'm from afterall, it's home. I like to visit here...that is it's appeal...it's my roots but I've outgrown this place and need to spread out more. I miss Houston. I miss the city and the lights and the noise. I miss having somewhere to go late at night other than a bar. I miss being able to walk downtown and listen to the traffic on the freeway. I miss all of it...I love home and will visit often but i'm ready to move on and be back in the city...somewhere...not sure if its Houston another state or what but I miss it that excitement alot. *SIGH*

It's Been A While

I have not written in forever. I told my best friend the other night that I don't make sence when I'm not writing. Evidently even he realizes that. He informed me that he can tell by my mood how long it has been since I have written anything. I wanted to slap him and ask him then why don't you ever say anything....sometimes I just can't think of anything.....I know he would reply that I could never be at a lost for words but yes I could.

I'm going to try to start writing more. I hope my muse comes to me. I have been playing around in my journal but i'm not posting that yet it's still too rough...very rough...anyway...cheers and here's to a good year and lots of inspiration to write about.