Eye-Ahhhhh-Wah

I am once again in Iowa...but only for a visit.  My dear, dear friend René is visiting from Germany (as I mentioned in other posts).  It feels very good to come back, because it further solidifies my feelings about not belonging here...but not in a negative way.

 I miss Cincinnati...the litter, the windy roads and not ever knowing where I'm actually going.  The only thing that I do NOT miss is the train going past every hour or so.  And perhaps that animosity was amplified to a new level today when I was in Sioux Falls...I heard a train and I felt very angry at it.  ...I was, after all, very hungover.  Lesson: the train is NOT my friend when I have been drinking.

The climate here is SOOOO different from that of Ohio.  It has been freezing here!  When I left Cincinnati, it was approximately ninety degrees, and here it has been in the sixties or seventies, and it has also been very rainy.  I DO miss the rain.

I went out last night to the Pocket in Sioux Falls.  They had dollar beers, as they do often.  I did enjoy one of those dollar beers.  Yes. Enjoyed it.  ...as I imbibed I did intake one drink of beer, then one of my sex on the beach.  One of the members of our party was thrown out of the bar, due to incidents that happened the prior evening.  We weren't upset, we simply moved our party to the bar next door, and still had a lot of fun.  Afterwards, we went to go socialize at a friend's house, where the night became somewhat interesting.  I had a very good time.

I feel like this friend visiting me is happening at the perfect time in my life.  I have been trying to be more open lately, and I am incredibly communicative with him.  I have no secrets from him, and nothing to hide...not that I do from anyone else, but it is incredibly easy for me to talk to him.  His wisdom (as per my perception) and insight into many dealings with life and emotions have given me perspective on many things, and I know that I will be processing this data and trying to use it to its fullest extent for a long while to come.

I still feel hungover now.  I feel like I need to sleep because I have a scratchy throat.  I hope that I do not get sick.  That would not be conducive to a good time.  So for now, I will try to let my brain open itself up and dust off the ideas and imagination that I have been keeping on a shelf.  I will use these old references to compile a new chapter that is fresh with ideas and growth based on everything.  But for now, I will go to sleep and stay cuddled under my blankets so that I do not freeze to death.