I moved to Paso Robles in December and January, over a 30 day span, from Keystone Colorado. As I do everything in the most complicated way possible in an attempt to make it easier on myself, I first found an apartment remotely, signed for it online, and moved most of my belongings there all in the 2nd week of December 2021. I returned several times back and forth from Keystone to quit my job in an "acceptable" way and take care of all the loose ends I needed to tie up before feeling I'd be fully moved in mid-January. The list was prodigious. I slowly sold off my furniture.

I've been thinking that if I'm going to keep feeling like I should be writing more often, I should probably start writing to see what happens. So here goes.

Photo from the rest area...

On or near July 1st 2018 I pulled into Madison for a tour stop over and my sisters told me I could stay at my dad's condo because the renters had moved out. When I unlocked the door and walked in I couldn't begin to believe how trashed the place was. And there was still tons of stuff there, I remember a guitar in a soft shell case... but there was tons of other stuff there too. The carpets looked like people had died on them. It was one of the most depressing things I'd ever walked in on, my parent's beautiful condo was now a total disaster area as far as I was concerned.

We've been in rain for weeks it seems. Now even in what should be desert in Paso Robles it's been raining all day.

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