It's Time To Do Something Big

With the final step between house and home bridged (internet installed) I sit listening to a skippy Flaming Lips CD, my keyboard sticky from the spray paint dust that thinly covers every single thing I own. New life. New home. It feels so good to start over. You can't begin your life again, erase your mistakes or change who you are. But you can always get a clean sheet and start working the sums over, remember what you learned. And if they won't give you extra paper, fight them for it.

Below are snapshots of a reboot.