i should be in bed considering the fact that i'll be in the air in six hours. but that wouldn't be me.

it's fall, and, as usual, i'm restless. i think i've come to the conclusion that i'm the opposite of a bear. i hibernate during the summer (bears hibernate in winter for any readers below seventh grade comprehension levels) and start to come alive in the fall and winter. dying to find somewhere to go. i'm also the opposite of a bear because i'm not seven feet tall, 500 lbs, and eating random campers that happen to cross my path (plus i like to think that i can pull off a black fedora a bit better).

so here i am. it's getting cold. and i'm getting out. back to the city (to a real city - no offense nashville. it's me, not you. i really do like you. you're...quaint). it's not prague. but it will do.

for now.