Seattle Overdrive
Date Thursday, March 28, 2024 - 12:05 PM PST
Topic Experiences


I guess I do make a habit of disappearing utterly…or nearly utterly for a while. Eh, I guess I could relate it to going through various stages of chrysalis or some pseudo-scientific bullshit like that.
I’m in Seattle now, well…very close to it. Caught myself a bus, grabbed some extra clothes and here I am. It’s pretty here, far away from the desert and all, a different place than I’m used to. And it snowed not long after I arrived…freaking snow! I can’t begin to describe the sublime crispiness of making a grit laden snowball and using it to soundly remove any sense of safety and cohesion from a twelve year old waiting at the bus stop to go to school. And Halloween, that was fun. I’m shaking up with an old high school buddy, making sustenance money at the local mall and generally wasting time. For Halloween I threw a party, filled with people I hadn’t really got a chance to meet yet, it went well…especially when I managed to nail a kid in the small of his back with one of our pumpkins, from the third floor of our apartment complex.

It’s much quieter here, I can think a lot more…not that I let that stop me from being a bouncing giddy idiot most of the time, at least now I have the option. There are places within reach where you can avoid sight, from anyone who matters at least and get a little damn peace. Only thing is, I’m not sure if those places are exactly user-friendly, Seattle tastes like a city that’d be easy to get lost in, get lost and never find your way back.
But I’m here, in the cold and in the rain. I’ve met an ass-load of new people, and that’s good…and believe it or not, I think I’ve stopped my bar fighting and brawling. It’s just not as fun as it used to be, at least up here, people are considerably softer. So I guess mebbe I’m finally growing up or some shit like that. At twenty-two, I’m up north and not giving anyone hell.

Crap.

The only bad thing about moving up here is the equal and opposite reaction thing I’ve been getting. Alright, so I feel calmer and I fight less…but my dreams are going absolutely berserk. I crashed out a few days ago and slept something like twenty-three hours, apparently it was a pretty vocal sleep too. I’m not sure exactly what’s going on, I’m used to being in solid control of my dreams, but now I have trouble even remembering simple details or general themes…it’s weird. Meh, it’s no big deal really, I have enough to keep together, the dreams just give me some strange spice to go with my common stew.

I need to see more though. I don’t want to leave a single stone unturned. In my eyes or in my mind. Mebbe this place is just another waypoint on my road, I dunno…I’ll find out I guess.
Yeah…that was pretty random, heh.


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