finding my way home -

i've been gone more than i've been here.
sometimes, it felt a little like i was set adrift.
like perhaps i would need some direction
after being sent to buenos aires and then so swiftly to new york.



then, i was back in the bay area.

and the girls were all over me, ALL over me, howling,
manic, furious, eager, forlorn.
i deserved it.
they were merely acting out what we were all feeling.

eventually,
together,
we got here:


i wish i could take them, and tim, with me. every time.