When i think of home....

I think of a place, wheres theres loooooove overflowing.

Damn i miss yall.

I'm back in the Bay, one of several homes i have aquired over my lifetime. Atlanta being the latest. You never know what youve got-till its gone.

I dont have a computer- its making me feel cut off from the world. So im at my old job- the public library- lost in the shuffle of the world. I dont do much- hung out with a few old friends. I've changed alot since ive left. I feel bad about this. Don't know if i can help it.

I went to my old church- excepts its not really a church- its a spiritual place though with a lot of personality. And i like it because its black- a bit different from my AME days but i still love it neverthe less. But theres nothing like sisters chapel

I finally bitched around enough to get my camera phone to send pictures. Except now no one can get pics on their phone. It kinda sucks but oh well...

there isnt much more that can be said. Seeing how long i can go without eating meat. Its not so bad in a place like california though- where theres fresh fruit all over the place.

maybe i should go to london...

hehehehehehehe

alii