Where did May go?

Life is still interesting, I go on adventures, I'm reading a ton of good books. However, it's not noteworthy, earth shattering stuff. Life has been a series of dull moments mixed with sweet, hopefully memorable moments. I say hopefully because the memory seems to let go of the little, tender things before more horrific or extraneous memories. Unless the memory is of song lyrics from 1994, my memory don't evah let go of those.

Sigh.

I'll try to pull myself here more often, to write, to just say something. But I feel the whole pull of finding a gimmick for myself (ie. Go Green, CSA shares, blah blah blah) has been DONE! Is DONE! Why re-do it? Just as my mind struggles to find something to write about for a book some day, I can't even think of anything to write here, for an audience (maybe, if y'all haven't left for good)

Today is a new day.

Tonight there is a meeting and discussion in my town on what are, functions, and how to create Common Security Clubs. My town is pretty liberal, eco-minded, and full of yim yams, hippies, artists, and tree huggers, so this idea or something like it may already be happening. I'm always interested in the crowd these meetings draw too, and I scan the faces for some like my own, for peers, just to know there are others out there. It be great to know more people my age in my neighborhood, to actually meet and talk with them, maybe break bread. I feel like these meetings are a good place to start.