Brains!

I'd just like to say that the 110 is freaky. It's like a go-kart track. It's terrifying. The past couple of weeks, when I've wanted to write most has been in the car on the freeway. It's strange that the cities veins, made of stress and concrete, are my temples of meditation. Sooo much happens to me while in Simi, and then it's all turned over and released in the car, and when I get home I never think to get on the computer and write anything about it.

But I am learning so much about myself. Things that maybe I never acknowledged may actually be the real me below what I'm blaming everything on. It's interesting that I'm having to relearn a lot. Redoing a relationship is crazy. It's even more crazy how much the person you know the most can be something completely the opposite.