Tomorrow is another day, much like yesterday

Off we go into the wild blue yonder.
taking off to the next realm
Moving
And what will we find there?
Country meets city, south meets north, and how will the kiddies be?
Lots to do to make it happen.
Time for bed.

Day One

Every thing is wonderful - Kosher.
I'm now 30.
Seems that for years my mind has been clogged with thoughts, both dull and brilliant, seething with the News of the Weird, all things I find unfair, strange inconsistencies of the world, injustices to man, religion, and mostly "how practical and sane" I am, how illogical everyone else seems to be.
I have to examine details over, and over again and find little satisfaction in just about anything.
SO, it is well past the time I should be tracking these things and consuming my thoughts after a few days left on the table to age. Walk away and let them breathe here, so I can come back and make sense of them, rather than having the thoughts all jumbled in my head 24-7 so that I can't sleep and persist and bothering my friends with 30 emails a day, to which they never reply on that stroke of communication I seem to be looking for.
Ahhh, it's feeling better already.