Change Gon' Come...

Tonight I feel unsettled in my spirit, like somethings about to change. Good changes? Dunno. I only hope whatever comes my way, I can go with the flow and continue positive momentum. Since confessing my secrets to my mum, she's been supportive and it's been a non issue. But I sense a storms gonna come when family members confab with one another, but that ain't muh issuers! Y'all can duke it out amongst yo'selves...

I'm on the mend. As Madea would say, "Hal-lay-lou-yer!" The light at the end of the tunnel, I can almost see it. Last week's doctors appointment proved to be most encouraging. The surgeon suggested that I could be fit to return to work soon. He and my current physical therapist project by late August, early September, if progress continues. Hm. Returning to work?Should be interesting. I haven't been in so long, I won't know what to do with myself.

Figure I might as well take advantage of these last few months off and do something constructive with my life instead of what I've been doing. Perhaps I might return to the volunteer center. Possibly do some traveling. Again, dunno. Wanderlust coming on though, and with the summer months fast approaching, yeah I need to get outta Dodge.

So where would I go? Believe it or not, I'm considering a trip out to the Coast, to San Francisco. Maybe in LA. Then my cousin Freddie has been bugging me for months to come to Richmond. And Pride Season is 'round the corner, maybe NYC too... Who knows? Money is the biggest factor, but I'm leaning more towards California since I've never been there. I need to call Daniel to see if I could cop a spot at his crib if I visit. actually moving. Visiting California sounds probable.

Living in Central PA has become stagnant. To be honest, I need a fresh new start. Been pondering a move. I mean really pack my shiggety up and change venue. There are reservations though. Leaving behind Hester, Lady Miss T, Arturo, Junior, and a host of other close friends. Moving requires starting all over again, leaving them behind. But isn't that what life is all about Admittedly, I wanna be around more of my gay brethren, some friendly folk. Central PA's Q population is standoffish and a tad arrogant. Plus there's hardly any "Out" Black Q children around. So a trek south down I-83 to Baltimore or I-95 back to Chocolate City. Or maybe even put the big boy undies on and move to NYC? Fresh start, new venue....time for a fresh new outlook on life.

So who know? Maybe I'll end up with that life I wanted sooner than expect. We'll see.
-Ian