So….
How are we all doing? Made it out of the pandemic alive? I hope so. You ever charge up an old phone and find apps you used to use? Read through random bits of a life you used to have while sitting by a window on a rainy day?
It’s odd - what a couple years can do, to your life, and your perspective.
A lot of things have changed, evolved and dissolved. My parents split, after 35 years of cohabiting. It’s an odd thing to go through as an adult, but I see my step father more than my mother these days. They both appear to be happy - that’s what matters.
I met a dude, not trying to meet anyone. Actually trying to rid my sister of a habit she’s had forever.. ended up finding a decent person who legit just loves me for me. All the weird & crazy - nothing phases this dude. He’s so easy going, he doesn’t care that I care so much about where the cutlery goes, or where the spatulas go. We have a small house, created a little backyard oasis & live a fairly quiet life.
I ride again - I missed it so much, and while I miss the ZombieBike, I’ve got my dream bike; YZF-R3, so I can’t complain. Beatrix may be small, but she’s scrappy. It’s fun riding around with Spawn, who’s a great kid if I don’t say so myself.
Most summers I spend weekends at the trailer with my Aunt, who’s become my second mother. She took me to Grenada recently, which reignited a travel need I didn’t know I had.
My best friend got married // FINALLY // and I truly love his wife. She and I are close, and I forgot how nice it was to have close female friends (aside from my sister). I’ve rediscovered my love for camping, and have plans to one day live off grid - away from all the bullshit of this city.
My dads Parkinson’s has taken a turn for the worst, he has good days and bad but had to give up the band a few years ago. I got up to do a song or two with him, which turned into me morphing into the new lead singer the band he was in for 25 years. It’s a helluva lot of fun, I just wish he was able to be on stage with me again.
My health - (boys, you can tune out now) has been an interesting journey. I hit 40 and developed allergies, started retaining water, developed an irregular heart rhythm and am pre-menopausal. Shit they don’t warn you about, that is more common than people think, yet no one fucking talks about.
I adopted a cat, then took in a stray who had kittens under my coffee table. I helped raise these tiny beings until they were old enough to go to good homes, I shed a few tears when I said goodbye to them. There were 6 kittens. I kept 2.
And that’s basically that. I love my drama-free life. The pandemic really made me see what matters most & what doesn’t matter at all. I’d rather have a wine with my aunt at the trailer than at a table in a bar. I’d rather fish (I’m still not that good at it) by the side of a river, or raft down a river than play Borderlands all day. I’d rather throw some shoes or darts by a fire, instead of bar hopping all night.
I don’t miss my old life at all. Sometimes I miss some of the people, and my mind wanders to how they are, how big the kids are, how they ended up etc. but I don’t miss that life, that version of me.
I love my tiny house, with my big back yard, on my dead end street. I love the quiet, the darkness, the stars.
I hope, if you’re still here, that you’re good. I hope you’re happy. I hope you are living a life you love, and are loved by those around you.
Til next time…
How are we all doing? Made it out of the pandemic alive? I hope so. You ever charge up an old phone and find apps you used to use? Read through random bits of a life you used to have while sitting by a window on a rainy day?
It’s odd - what a couple years can do, to your life, and your perspective.
A lot of things have changed, evolved and dissolved. My parents split, after 35 years of cohabiting. It’s an odd thing to go through as an adult, but I see my step father more than my mother these days. They both appear to be happy - that’s what matters.
I met a dude, not trying to meet anyone. Actually trying to rid my sister of a habit she’s had forever.. ended up finding a decent person who legit just loves me for me. All the weird & crazy - nothing phases this dude. He’s so easy going, he doesn’t care that I care so much about where the cutlery goes, or where the spatulas go. We have a small house, created a little backyard oasis & live a fairly quiet life.
I ride again - I missed it so much, and while I miss the ZombieBike, I’ve got my dream bike; YZF-R3, so I can’t complain. Beatrix may be small, but she’s scrappy. It’s fun riding around with Spawn, who’s a great kid if I don’t say so myself.
Most summers I spend weekends at the trailer with my Aunt, who’s become my second mother. She took me to Grenada recently, which reignited a travel need I didn’t know I had.
My best friend got married // FINALLY // and I truly love his wife. She and I are close, and I forgot how nice it was to have close female friends (aside from my sister). I’ve rediscovered my love for camping, and have plans to one day live off grid - away from all the bullshit of this city.
My dads Parkinson’s has taken a turn for the worst, he has good days and bad but had to give up the band a few years ago. I got up to do a song or two with him, which turned into me morphing into the new lead singer the band he was in for 25 years. It’s a helluva lot of fun, I just wish he was able to be on stage with me again.
My health - (boys, you can tune out now) has been an interesting journey. I hit 40 and developed allergies, started retaining water, developed an irregular heart rhythm and am pre-menopausal. Shit they don’t warn you about, that is more common than people think, yet no one fucking talks about.
I adopted a cat, then took in a stray who had kittens under my coffee table. I helped raise these tiny beings until they were old enough to go to good homes, I shed a few tears when I said goodbye to them. There were 6 kittens. I kept 2.
And that’s basically that. I love my drama-free life. The pandemic really made me see what matters most & what doesn’t matter at all. I’d rather have a wine with my aunt at the trailer than at a table in a bar. I’d rather fish (I’m still not that good at it) by the side of a river, or raft down a river than play Borderlands all day. I’d rather throw some shoes or darts by a fire, instead of bar hopping all night.
I don’t miss my old life at all. Sometimes I miss some of the people, and my mind wanders to how they are, how big the kids are, how they ended up etc. but I don’t miss that life, that version of me.
I love my tiny house, with my big back yard, on my dead end street. I love the quiet, the darkness, the stars.
I hope, if you’re still here, that you’re good. I hope you’re happy. I hope you are living a life you love, and are loved by those around you.
Til next time…
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