Fucked up

PASSIFY ME. TRY TO SLOW ME DOWN NOW.

I feel powerful. I feel like I have mastered something, although I can't quite pinpoint what.

I'm leaving for Echo today! Headed to Chattanooga to have dinner with the family and go out with friends. I haven't been there since July, I think. That's hard to believe. Two years ago, I was there every weekend. A year ago, I was camping in Middle Tennessee. Today, I'm mastering the art of concertration. My furrowed brow peeping over the top of the Mac sceen.

A sports guy I haven't met said to me yesterday, "Now that's a look of concentration." I think I was updating a page proof or something, or writing a headline. But for some reason, the prospect of leaving town and have five days off of work has filled me with a positive energy that I haven't felt in a while. I feel it in the breeze. I see it in my friends' smiles as I approach them. I hear it in my mom's voice when I rehash my plans to come see her Thursday with my friends.

I have waited so long to go to Chattanooga. I think I'm going to blow through my next class and skip town early. My foot is craving that gas pedal, cruise control and traffic. I want to be driving down the ridge cut, gazing at downtown, admiring the surrounding mountains, going home to see my beloved puppies and suprising friends who I haven't seen in MONTHS.

This is the feeling I crave on game days, when Knoxville is flooded with orange. When I would give almost anything to be in my hometown.

Won't be staying long, as my friends are driving down tomorrow to join me in Rising Fawn and then WE LEAVE for Atlanta Friday morning! WAHOOOOOOOO.

Go forth and prosper.