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I feel like my other blog is falling behind in posts... but maybe coffee has taken a back seat to my life as of late.  Not to say that coffee is not my life, but that I have begun to have other valuable experiences outside of the coffee world.  Things that are worthwhile and things that mean a lot to me in some indescribable way.

haircut and a cat

So, I got a haircut, and a cat.  His name is Chimichanga, the pink nosed cat extraordinaire!

I have had a lot of big thoughts and I have read a lot of big books lately (they were actually relatively normal in dimension for books, but big in ideas) and it has led me back to this state that I feel I have not been in since early high school or even middle school.  I feel like I actually comprehend more than most other human beings about the way the world and universe works, but that I am further and further distanced from humanity and its irrational and illogical mannerisms.  I do not think that it is necessary a bad thing, I am feeling more at peace as a human than I have in the past few years.  I do not have problems sleeping at night anymore.  I wake up happy and am pretty consious of just about all of my actions even though most of them are decided in the moment.  My musical choices have been a mix of nastolgic 'greatest hits' ranging from Bob Segar, to Huey Lewis and the News, to just about all of the new indy and strange music coming out in the world, this is very good as I get to subject everyone that walks into the coffee shop to it.

It is quite possible that having never been quite so geographically restrained as I am right now has been a hindrance to my inner 'soul' searching.  It is not like I am trapped, but that I am not showing any willingness to escape from what I am doing.  Complete dedication, no mile markers on this road.

I am reading all non-fiction, as per usual.  No escapism during the recession for me.  Maybe just my comics.