MeyerBros

(can we get a spell-checker on this thing?)

i’m moving home. it’s the thing to do. it come to me like a flash, like a vision burnt across the sky (thanks Arlo) last night: i need a break from myself.

solution: move home.

i’m hoping to spend my evenings sitting in a quiet house chatting with my infinitely wise mother while knitting a sweater and reading Tony Morrison. i’ve never read Tony Morisson (i can’t even spell her name the same way twice in a row) but it seems like the thing to do.

i decided to move around 11:45pm last night. i talked to mom over supper at 7:00pm tonight. told eric i’m moving out after watching Aeon Flux (which i highly don’t reccomend) at 11:30pm, and I hope to be sleeping at home by midnight tomorrow.

i assume it’s a mistake, but then what isn’t? i wont know any better by sitting around wishing i was somewhere else. i know it’s most likely short term - just till i decide wheather i belong in goshen, oregon or argentina. maybe there are other options, but i don’t care. i’m moving home.

This entry was posted on Monday, May 1st, 2006 at 12:24 am by eric and is filed under self self reference. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. Both comments and pings are currently closed.