Last night was my first official night living in my new apartment. I’ve spent many nights here before, but last night was the first sleep in my real bed, and the first night going to sleep knowing that I am officially moved in. It felt good, and I slept better than I have in a really long time. It’s a strange feeling, waking up to being the only person in this home. It’s lonely, but not in a bad way. It gives me the time and space to really concentrate on what I want to get done with little or no distractions or interruptions. I haven’t really felt this creatively uninhibited before, and I’ve already begun working on a handful of music projects. The juices are flowing well; I’m where I need to be, with who I need to be with more than anything — myself. It sounds cliche, and in reality, it is very cliche. But it doesn’t really matter because I understand now the value of having time away; away from all the drama and distractions that plagued Grass Valley. This is a new start for me, and it feels fresh.
All that being said, I am going to Hawaii next week with my buddy Scott, and I couldn’t be more excited. It’s funny taking a vacation from, well… nothing really. But I feel like it will be one more nice little outing before I start class in December which for good or for bad, will take up the majority of my time over the next 2 to 3 years. So, if you want to see me, do it before I start class!
Tonight was weird. I spent some time with a bunch of different friends at a bunch of different places, celebrated Evan’s transition into manhood, but most importantly, I said my goodbyes to quite a few people. It’s not like I am going to war in Iraq, or even moving overseas. I am moving 2 hours away, and will likely visit quite often. For some reason or another though, it’s still weird for me. I guess what gets me most about it is that this is the time when friends branch off, begin new chapters of their lives, and things are never quite the same again. Just like that, with a “bye!” and a hug, the friendship has changed forever. I’m pretty close to home, and I’ll be home for Thanksgiving, Christmas, etc etc, but I don’t think I’ve quite grasped the fact that for a lot of my friendships, it simply will not continue the way it once was.
Those of you that I saw tonight, thank you for your heart-felt goodbyes, your wishes of good luck, and your positive attitudes toward my journey into the real world. You guys mean the world to me, really. Those of you that I didn’t get a chance to see, I hope we’ll stay in touch and see eachother in the future. Talk to me on MySpace, Facebook, text me, call me, send me mail, or come visit me. I am going to make a real effort to stay in touch with everyone back home as much as I can.
Lastly, if any of you are ever in the bay area, hit me up and let’s hang out. I’m always up for having some visitors.
