so i've been in oregon for about, how many weeks now, 3 or something? it's felt like an eternity, mostly since the pace that i am moving at is now glacial. i begged for nature. got it. i begged for less people. got it. now i wish i had the opposite. i was playing tennis on the lovely grounds of the university of oregon the other day with david (seasoned pro) and jessica (my deuce mate) and overheard a conversation by some dudes who decided to also play some tenni. they were mostly talking about "fixies" and "covnerting english racers" to said fixies in doo rags but they also talked about moving. apparently one of them was moving to, shocking, chicago. he talked about all the places he and his i guess partner had moved in the past few years. this was a sudden move or something. the thing that struck me was that he said to the doo ragged man, "the nice thing is, we haven't ever really missed any place after we've left it". that's amazing! i haven't lived in a lot of places. just ohio, indiana, chicago and now oregon. for the first time though, i do miss something. i know what it is, it's a combination of a lot of things. family, space, time, speed, love. anyways i guess my point is just that i'm alone now and in being alone, i've realized what i've had over the past year. and it was awesome. i am the warrior. heart to heart you'll win.

if you survive.