Despite it all, I'm mostly happy.

I'm floating again. Too far from this. Too far from that. Waiting only on time itself.

This is my public vow to not worry so much. To constantly pursue what could be better for the future, but never at the expense of that which is already wonderful right now.

Over-caffeinated, tranced, and sitting only at fifty-one percent. [but it's better than forty-nine]

My favorite spot [here] is the place where the grandiosity of the city and the lake meet on a quiet edge of a dock.

And I like Nashville now. I like living by the highest point of the city. I like being able to have the word "engineering" in my major and being a red songwriter in a class filled with green songwriters. I like bike paths and the twenty-four hour coffeeshop with all the eccentric people. I like sitting around the smoke pit on a thursday night and sharing a road with Ben Folds. I like the wizard man from circle k and living in thinner air. I like it. Just like I knew I would, despite all the times I said I wouldn't.

Peace, relatively.