That is where i live now. so far, parts of it are beautiful, parts of it are nasty, like any big city i guess. but i think once i get a job and a bed i will start enjoying myself a little more. i miss some people from traverse city and i really miss traverse city itself. and i really miss my bike. and i miss my steady income i had, i never really appreciated it or saved any money, but i wish i had.
i miss staying up all night and laughing with friends. i miss late night alley picnics. i miss all my cds and the music on my old computer. i miss my record player and the records i played on it. i miss good food. i miss. i mister. i miss my mom doing funny shit all the time. i miss my dad being serious and then being sarcastic in the same moment. i miss jager and his pile o' frogs. i miss listening to loud music in my car. i miss naya and brody and haiku. i miss rachel. i miss the jukebox at bradys. i miss drinking pbr at bradys and then treating bradys like a dance club and having various waitresses happily participate. i miss the water from ians fridge. i miss my white plastic cup on ians window sill. i miss going to local shitty metal shows. i miss dancing all day at work. i miss seeing "the bear" all the time.