I’ve spent the last few days being quiet. It’s what I’ve needed. Many of my friends and family here are finding themselves feeling disappointed, though the few important ones… the ones I moved back to be near, are now shedding tremendous words of support. I’m moving back to Tucson because it’s where I want to be, and though I knew that before, it was the tangibility of a permanent separation from Tucson living that I’d needed to fully understand. It’s a crazy little town where nothing much makes sense… where the masses can’t seem to file into collective order, and it’s where I get my kicks.

It’s crazy… just like me, and how I like everything to be.

Ugh, now I have to move fucking furniture again.