re-kindling

Going home is good for the soul. A little bit of spotenaity and a lot of missing home found me driving up to Modesto Tuesday morning, much to the suprise of my family (and a little of myself). After scaring my mother half-to-death, and listening to my sister laughing that I tricked her again, I spent a quiet week at home catching up with old friends, and getting to know some a bit better. On the way back I stopped in Fresno and met Joy and Lamar at teazer for some, well, tea. It was the coolest place I've seen in a while. Good music, the best tea I've ever had, and they didn't seem to mind that I wasn't wearing shoes; I wish I had something like that closer to Northridge.

I found some things I've been missing, some things I realized I no longer need, some one I'd like to get to know better, and a few things I want closer to me.

It was a good week.