You know, sometimes life is hard. There's no way around it, no reason for it, just the way it is. Lately, I think maybe it's because of all the 9-11 stuff on T.V. When I was in high-school, I was a pretty deep thinker, and was constantly writing my own version of Catcher in the Rye. I read everything I could find about Jim Morrison, and the things that he had read. I didn't always understand it, but having the books on my shelf made me feel smarter and gave me something to aspire to. Then I grew up, graduated and went to college, and graduate school. My journey changed, but it was still a journey.

I think when I was a senior in High-School, I felt more insightful than I ever have, like I had been possessed by all my literary heroes and every person in Bill and Ted's phone booth! I graduated in 1994, and lately have been rediscovering what I thought I'd lost or put aside. Maybe it's because I started a blog and it is a daily exercise, or because of my age now, or just one of the stages of growth, but it's good, it motivates me to keep going.

I had some pretty great friends when I was a kid, and some of them are still my best friends, and others I haven't spoken to so much but I think about them a lot. Like a little while ago I heard Alphaville's Forever Young on FRED, and it reminded me of some pretty good and bad times. A wave of memories came around and I started thinking. If I'm thinking about them, maybe they are thinking about me? I'm going to spend the rest of the day looking some of them up on Facebook and Myspace and see what I find.

It's good to have roots, even great to have friends and even better to say "Hi". It's simple really I think, touching base means something still. Comments?