Here I am again.

After a long year and a half absence, I’m back at home – home home.

I’m back at my usual writing spot, the Asensio, putting my thoughts onto page like I haven’t been away for such a long time.

I still can’t believe that the last time I was home was back during Christmas break 2014.

It definitely was a much needed break since last year was just a wave of traveling for work, flying across the country and no real vacation for myself.

Again, just two trips last year. Just two trips, that I remember.

Well, there were smaller trips between those trips, wedding trips, so they don’t really count.

And also, I guess, besides visiting family there really wasn’t a reason for me to be back. This year, I came back because I had a wedding to go to, Michael’s, and since I had to come back, might as well make a trip out of it.

I’ve always talked about how I wanted to do Banff, and so fuck it, I’m doing Banff.

But, overall, it was great seeing family again, especially some family I haven’t seen in years. Definitely a great time to see them all and catch up, for the most part.

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This is my second full day here. Got into town Friday afternoon after a long drive from Sacramento and it was pretty much nonstop since then.

I had a small reprieve yesterday afternoon as I came back after dropping Sister and Fu off at Uncle’s and my bro wasn’t home, so I just chilled, surf the net, watched some trailers and took a much needed nap.

I didn’t sleep well the night before. Maybe I was still wired in a sense from the drive, or maybe it was cold and not comfortable on that damn air bed at all, but I didn’t sleep well.

Slept on the couch last night. So much fucking better.

Had an interesting dream last night. HH was in it and it seemed like we were on a date. Not really sure, but overall, pleasant dream.

But, I have a long long couple of weeks ahead of me and I’m just going to take my time and relax and just chill. Family will still be in town for the next day or two and I’m just going to go with the flow before I start going solo.

I still don’t know what my mom’s schedule is like, so playing it by ear is the best approach.

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So, pretty much everyone is still sleeping. Lo and behold, the sun came up and starting around 5 in the morning, I couldn’t get back to sleep and Pickles was getting antsy. I’m sure he was pretty hungry or his ass needed to pee, but when he saw me stirring, he was like..yessss the asshole is waking up.

But, up-and-at-em at around 6 in the morning, out for a long 4 mile walk with Pickles, catching some Pokémon and came back they were all still asleep around 7:30 or 8 in the morning.

So, here I am.

As one can see, I don’t have the usual vibe in my writing anymore. Still have no idea why, but it’s something.

Maybe I can’t focus? Maybe I’m getting old? Maybe it’s just something else and I’m over this whole writing thing.

No idea. I don’t know. I know there’s still love in writing and creating in me. There is.

I love stories. I love narrative.

I’m just in a creative rut or I’m just in something that is preventing me from focusing and what not.

A break is good. Focus on something else.

Maybe something will come out of this whole Sorkin Master Class thing.

Maybe. Just maybe.

We shall see.

My mantra.

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