Sorry for the really long delay in posts, I really want to keep this thing up and running all the time, but like a squirrel in a jewelry store I keep getting distracted (squirrels like shiny things right?) Anyways it is now December and the end of the decade is nearing which still blows my mind. You know how you do those "where will you be in ten years?" Well I have been thinking about that a lot recently and I can 100% without a doubt guarantee you that Portland was not even on my radar when I was 15, hell I wanted to change to a technical school and do construction when i was 15. Now I am working for a recycling company, heading the IT department, living car free, and located 3000 miles away from where I imagined I would be. A little over a year ago I didn't even know if I could even survive out here being how I was broke, jobless, friendless, and living with strangers. Well like most of lifes great mysteries not only am I surviving but I feel as though I am thriving. Adaptation is the key to life, ask any Dodo bird you know. Portland has changed me in a million ways and only a few are disheartening to me. Mainly the only things that bother me about my change out here is that I dont think about people back in Baltimore as much as I should and I dont talk to people back home ever. Seriously I have about 4 people I consistently talk to back home and it will be a weird homecoming with the people I have not spoken to in over a year, but that what beer is for right?
Not much has changed on the landscape of Portland since my last post, which is both good and bad. My commute gets more and more taxing as the days get shorter, which is probably true for most of America. Take today for example, I am cruising to work and some mope in a minivan not paying attention just starts drifting in my direction causing me to be forced into a sewer grate (of course one of the ones facing the wrong direction to be safe.) This causes my front wheel to get stuck, throwing me over the handlebars and bending my fork. So then my wheel wouldnt spin and I had to walk my hapless bike the rest of the way to work. But that wasnt even the worst part. The driver in the van didnt even stop or even slow down to see if I was ok, he just drove away like nothing happened. Also some goof was delivering some mass produced, over processed food products to the local convenience store and saw it happen. What did this man do? He stopped his hand truck and laughed like he was at a Bill Cosby show, what a dick. I did manage to bend the fork back while at work but since this is the second time I have bent it I am unsure of the structural stability anymore and it will need to be replaced.
Anywho I do return to Baltimore in a few short weeks and it will be good to see the fam, the dogs,a nd the old crew again. I just need to find someone with a bike so I dont get the shakes while I am back east. I find that when I go places and can bike it makes my time there much more enjoyable and bearable, the bicycle has become my stress reliever. A few weeks ago at work I was having a horrible day, so I just left got on my bike for an hour and came back a new man, it was very nice to be able to do that.
OK, so I will attempt to start doing more updates and I hope everyone out there is still around for that. Tis the season.