Hello dear readers. It's been a while. And there's much to talk about.
I'll start with some chastising. I've been a naughty boy, and I've hardly put a thing down in months -- at least anything worthwhile. That said, I'm going to also excuse myself by saying that it's been quite the roller coaster ride in the last weeks... months... year.
My actual journey home was a bitch, although my delays only amounted to a cumulative 6 hours or so, so I should probably consider myself lucky. That said, I was quite the weary and worn boy when I finally arrived in Nashville around 11.45 PM. Ever since then, I've been trying to fit my feet into shoes that are a year old and a lifetime away.
I spent the first few days with Mom and Dad. It was nice to just hang out with my parents for a few days, after having not seen them in so long. Being away that long really made me appreciate them more ... than I'd really imagined I could. My brother even came up that weekend to see me, and we connected for the first time in years.
About a week after my arrival home, Milie and BLake and I drove down to Atlanta and Augusta, GA, to visit some of my family and Milie's sister, Dr. Julie. We had a really great time, and, of course, got shitfaced... more than once.
Then comes my first night back at the club. I was really excited, and I thought I'd be seeing a lot of old friends. Unfortunately, things didn't really go as planned, and I didn't end up seeing many familiar faces at all. It wasn't the most fun I've ever had at the club, but I'm thankful for those who were there for me -- it's much appreciated.
I'm now back in Knoxville. I've a lovely apartment, and I've just had a lovely visit from my first houseguests -- Jared and Jeremy. School is beginning, and I've already made headway figuring out how to get my ass out of here in May. There's a lot riding on that, and I think I'm really ready to dive in again. Let's all hope!
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And now, just a bit I'd like to say about Marc. It's funny to read just a few posts back, when I was going through the issues with André. Towards the beginning of July, I went out to the celebrations for CSD in Köln, and I met Marc. I was out with Rebekah, Brandon, and Morgan, and we were having quite the time acting fools. It was late(early), and we were getting ready to go, when Marc approached and struck up conversation.
I'll spare the entire story (and post on it at another time...) ... Suffice to say, I changed plans and spent my last 5 real days in Germany in Munich with Marc. I'm not prepared to say much about the experience, except that I had a truly amazing time with him, and that it made quite the impression.
...and we're still talking.
I miss Germany.
I'm terribly happy to be back amongst friends.
But many who'd walked a path with me before are now forging new paths,
and I find that my path is somehow more unclear.
Don't forget to breathe. Just breathe.