Until you spread your wings, you’ll have no idea how far you can walk

I don’t have much to say these days. I’m too tired from working to bother with thinking. And for that, I thank the fucking maker. In brief: I’m very happy to be back home. Things have truly come full circle and I find myself back in the “Fuhrer Bunker.” Most of the time, I’m left wondering why I ever left Michigan in the first place. Oh yeah, right, THAT whole thing. Whatever. As I like to say, I burned that bridge when I got to it. Anyway, the winters here suck and everyone talks shit about Detroit, but I feel like Dorothy in Kansas right now. I’ve been east and west, north and south, and there isn’t anywhere else I would rather be than right here. All the old dreams are gone. It is time to make some new ones.