A Thousand Year Journey...

All Drugged Up

2006-09-24T20:42:00.000-05:00

Kentucky is an interesting place to be if you're not from here; which I'm not. I could see why Nebraska would be pretty boring - or interesting - depending on where you're at, too. Omaha would be pretty interesting and so would Lincoln. But the rest of the state would be, well, IS pretty damn boring in my book. Here, in Kentucky, there are some beautiful sites to see, some pretty cool clubs (which don't kick except for certain nights and when they kick, they do till 4:00 in the morning).

My state of being, right now, is kinda drugged up on prescriptions. The painkiller that the doctor has me on is pretty much kickin my butt to the ground. Someday, I'll explain a little more, but for now, I'll just leave it like that. I haven't really been able to be completely myself since I got into this state, but I'm hoping to be back to normal, soon. For now, though, this health crap is whoopin up on me like none other. How come I didn't have all these problems when I went to Peru? It's more extremely different there than it is here...

Awww, who knows... I'm gonna put in a cup of hot chocolate and pop in a movie and call it a night. I already had a conversation with a good friend tonight, so that was pretty cool.

That's How I Roll...

2006-09-14T19:45:00.000-05:00

Getting to know new people and a new location has been pretty interesting over the past week. I'm very observant about people and can get a pretty keen sense of who they really are and if they're 'fakin' it or not with me. For the most part, people are real, but there are definitely some who you'd want to watch and keep a close ear and eye out for. They're the players and they'll play anyone who isn't suspecting a punch. I've been played a time or two and know how it goes, so if I get punched, I roll with it and either walk away or punch back. But, most of the time I avoid the situation.

I'm me and that's not going to change. I care a lot about people and if they succeed in life, etc. I like seeing people cheer up and have a good time. I value close friendships/relationships with other people. When I go out, I like looking fairly good and having a beer or two. But sometimes, it's time to settle down and enjoy the finer things of life; cheering up myself.

I also like trying and seeing new things. I'm adventurous and exploratory like that, but I'm a loyal friend you can count on. I won't play you.

That's how I roll... Take it or leave it.

28 Thoughts

2006-09-11T20:52:00.000-05:00

1. Don't ever think twice about something you've said from the heart.
2. Always speak from what is truly in your heart.
3. Never discourage someone else from speaking the honest truth about what they're feeling.
4. In a relationship, be tactful, but don't play games. Speak transparently and be ready to asking for forgiveness if you unintentionally or intentionally do something or say something that hurts.
5. Always be yourself and not someone else. Be true to yourself and what you want.
6. When making a decision, make the decision based upon long term goals, consequences, or life decisions. Don't do something based on something short-term or on something sporadic or spontaneous.
7. Don't do something selfishly. People will eventually see through it, or get hurt in the process.
8. Being able to look past the small stuff, past the big things that hurt, past the trials and turmoil, and continuing to look at the overall reality of what is in a person's heart leads to the best friendships.
9. Never stop hoping.
10. For everything you find negative, try to think of something positive. It may help you cope with your trials.
11. Never have more than one or two beers if you're going to drive somewhere.
12. If you're not driving somewhere, and if you're not working the next day, go ahead and get plastered... to a point.
13. Straight Southern Comfort doesn't settle well, but put some lime in it and it's awesome.
14. Never give up on people. You never know when you'll need them to not stop encouraging and supporting you. Loyalty and care do a lot for others. You're best friends will support you, challenge you, and never stop loving you.
15. Don't limit yourself in friendship. You never know who you might come across that needs a friend and who might be a 'brother' when times get really tough.
16. Don't try to run away from problems. Confront them wisely and the outcome will be 1000 times better and more productive than if you run away.
17. Enduring trials brings patience, wisdom, and knowledge. It also brings respect.
18. September 11th, 2001 was five years ago. I was 23.
19. Don't ever rush to conclusions. Make sure you have as much input as possible before drawing a verdict.
20. Never make a solid verdict; especially on your own. It may be completely offbase.
21. Don't put someone or allow someone to be a mediator when they weren't asked to be or didn't want to be. It's an uncomfortable position to be in.
22. Puppy love is short lived love. Be smart about it and take it slow.
23. The hardest heartache comes from the deepest friendships. Despite the hurt, never give up on your deep friends.
24. Even strippers and former strippers can make damn good friends. Just give them a chance and be supportive of them. They're people, too.
25. Is a nice age to be at, but won't last forever.
26. Living close to work makes a lot more sense than living far away, if you have that decision.
27. You can find friends in the most unexpected of places with the most unexpected of people.
28. I'm 28 today, and living out of a motel room. This is the first time I can say that I truly have no physical address to call my home. It's wierd.

A Last Day of Sorts...

2006-09-01T13:46:00.000-05:00

Today is my last day of working at the Zorinsky Federal Building Renovation in Omaha, Nebraska. I've been working here for the past 19 months, first as a project engineer/supervisor for a structural concrete subcontractor, and then as an office engineer for the general contractor. For the first 10 months, I lived in Lincoln and commuted every day to Omaha. I quickly learned the value of living close to work. I spent SO much gas money and put SO many miles on my car. That was a good lesson to learn. In the beginning of December 2005, I moved to Omaha. Again, another lesson to learn. When you're young... LIVE CHEAP!!! Get your frickin debts paid off, set aside some for fun, but don't waste it all on stuff that won't last. I ended up living in a studio apartment for the past 9 months that cost me $540.00 per month plus utilities. It's been a really nice place to live, but it's a distance from work and fairly expensive.

On Tuesday, I'm leaving for Louisville, Kentucky, where I will take the position of Architectural Quality Control at a housing renovation at Fort Knox. Unfortunately, we don't get any bonuses of gold bars since they relocated those several years back. However, this is a tough project that I'm going to and I hope to make a difference in the attitude of the subcontractors towards the contractor. It's going to take some work, but my best skills are people skills and that's also what I enjoy doing most; working with people.

These past few months have been hard months for me emotionally and relationally, but I've learned a LOT, have opened up a lot more, have gained confidence, and have become more uniquely myself. These months have been pretty special to me, as well. Probably the most important relationship that I gained over the past few months has been one with a fairly 'wild' friend of mine. It's been a 'rush' of excitement, confusion, definite good times, fairly long talks, and a very good experience for me to go through. I wouldn't say that this friend is any more important than my other good friends but a lot of the things that we've gone through are unique, and cause this friendship to have a more intimate level to it. The best part is, is that we continue to be good friends, and I still care about him a lot. Over the past couple weeks, we've hung out a couple times, and honestly, these have been probably the most enjoyable times that I've spent with him. We can talk on the same level and really not worry about stuff. I don't have to hide anything. If there ever was a person that I could develop a relationship with and be around for a long time, I would want them to have a lot of the same qualities that he does. Sensitive and caring, very thoughtful, fairly crazy, a warm and kind masculine heart. Yea, I do care about him a lot, but I understand that our relationship is not going to develop past that of a good friendship. I'm open to whatever in the future, but it would have to happen on its own, and not be pursued (that's something else I learned over the past few months).

I've also gained several other good friendships, too. It's interesting that you really don't realize how much people really do care about you until it comes time to leave. Then you really start seeing the impact you have upon people and who your real friends are.

Peace and love always,

CJ

Lust... Hurt... Pain... Sadness... Forgiveness... Friendship...

2006-08-29T00:02:00.000-05:00

There are times when we do things out of lust - a desire to have something, to do something. Most often, this is associated with love and sex, but not always. Lust can either be good or it can be bad. When in the right context, given the right circumstances, thought through to the logical end - rationally, usually lust gives way to better judgment.

I've practiced some poor judgment in tandem with some people in my life, and it has caused hurt, pain, confusion, and sadness. However, in the midst of all the pain, confusion, and sadness, comes an opportunity for accepting what has happened, working through it, forgiveness, and true friendship - whether intimate or not.

I've also practiced good judgment, too, in tandem with some people. In any relationship, no matter the friendship, there's going to be some confusion, hurt, and controversy from time to time. However, true friends do forgive, work through the shit, and come out completely better on the other side... with a better understanding of themselves and the friendship, too.

So.... Thanks for being my friend. Let's hang out, have some fun, and work through the shit that comes along the way. I got your back. Do you have mine?

An Intimate Game of Chess

2006-08-23T21:13:00.000-05:00

The soft caress of an exploratory glance holds my mind captive; wandering through their desires. A subtle finger tip gentles rubs over the glass tumbler with a touch of intrigue and interest; the pawn slowly advances... careful to maintain attention. A suggestory nod, a slow suggestive stretch my way whispers an intimate foreshadow of a story yet to be written; a gentle puff in my ear. The opposing pawn draws a step closer; the two players exchange opposition for intrigue and interest.

Our eyes become bright with anticipation of what is to come; thoughts race wild through our imaginations. The game of chess has begun and the players become entwined in a mysterious act of eroticism.

I lean close and hint that the current setting is 'boring'; less suiting for what is to follow. They follow, and the game is over... We've both won this match; with only two pawns.

A puff of breath blows through the encasement of my ceramic flute; a relic of by gone days and tribes. The mystery and eroticism grow; the yearning burns deeper. A soft question, a subtle answer... a button comes undone. A whisper, two bodies draw closer, and a gentle kiss; nibble on the side of the neck. Another button... contact is made and curiosity starts driving our hands to places they haven't gone before; exploration. A gentle tease and slight laugh. These are what drive a night full of excitement, laughter, exploration, and erotic curiosity.

Such was a night that I will always remember... A night of mystery... A night of pleasure... A night of pure intensity and passion...

Perhaps we can repeat this night; perhaps not, but it has given me a taste of what to look for in love, in eroticism. Without the laughter, the smile, and the fun, the eroticism... the entire act of sex, becomes nothing but a dull moment; not worth remembering.

A Masculine Touch...

2006-08-23T18:21:00.000-05:00

Perhaps the greatest hunger that I have in my life is that of relationship. Why do I say that it is my greatest hunger? Because it has always been there. When I meet someone and start communicating personally with them, I start developing a relationship with them and a desire to understand them, what makes them who they are and what is important to them. When I care about other people, their cares and concerns become small cares and concerns of my own; curious to know their inner state of being; their happiness.

What I truly long for myself, in a deep relationship... is a friend. A masculine friend who exemplifies caring, love, masculinity, excitement, and adventure. I guess this is something that I see in myself, too. I like these things and I find myself emulating aspects that are important to me.

Perhaps I might find this someday, but I think I would rather happen upon it. I thought I might have found something like this earlier this summer, and perhaps it was... but it was uncomfortable for the moment and drove a wedge. He is still important to me and I still desire him to be a good friend, a part of my life. I care about him and his cares; but he desires something different...something I don't quite understand yet. I know he desires relationship; but I'm not sure if he knows quite where he will find it.

Look up, my friend. There is someone up there that fills that desire; frees you to see your true identity of beauty, of mystery....

With Much Love,

CJ

Desires of Intrigue and Curiosity. Comfortable. Strange.

2006-08-23T18:04:00.000-05:00

Who am I? Where is my place? What is my identity? Do I belong to humanity or do I belong to another? Mysterious longings that I don't understand bring my mind to a place of yearning a touch; to be comforted, to be given identity...

A longing for masculinity and femininity altogether. A place of comfort and mystery; of desire and burning passion. A kiss and a touch open the door; obsession with novelty soon follows. Stability becomes a thing of the past and insecurity invades the mind. Why? What does this mean?

The meaning lies in my identity...one that belongs to another...another higher. These longings I feel in this body are truly longings for him... that make me hungrier. This world doesn't satisfy me, or my cravings. Only my relationship with him satisfies me and brings me to my place of refuge...contentment. He is my identity; not an immortal body that he has given to one of us here. A picture of him I see in the hearts of others; a longing reawakens in my inner soul. A desire of passion... of beauty.

Who is this 'identity'? What does he want from me? Relationship............ Deep.

Do you know this desire? This yearning for identity? Do you.........understand?

This life is not my own. I am not my own. No soy mio.

CJ

Muddy Waters

2006-08-23T01:11:00.000-05:00

If you've ever watched mud ooze back into a puddle after it gets pushed out by a car tire, that's kinda what I feel like right now. Ooooze.

Have you ever had a mud bath? Just wondering. I've never had one, but I hear that they're very enjoyable.

I've Had Better Mornings...

2006-08-21T16:15:00.000-05:00

This morning started off pretty rough... I woke up from getting about 4 hours of sleep the night before, still groggy and half sleep walking; perfect for a self-inflicted wound. I hopped up out of bed, got dressed, went into the kitchen to grab my vitamins and noticed a few hundred ants crawling all over a couple spots on the kitchen floor. By this time, I'm getting a little ticked off. I don't like bugs in my apartment! Especially ants!

I went over to the counter and grabbed the banana-nut muffin that was laying on top and started eating it while I was lacing up my work boots, and then, "CRUNCH!" I bit down hard on my tongue ring and chipped two cusps of a couple of my molars off. By now I'm thinking, "Just how bad is today going to get???" Late to work and finding out that dental coverage is good but not enough. Looks like getting my teeth repaired will have to wait for a little while.

Tonight, I'm going home and relaxing... I need to rest. This weekend was FULL of events and felt like it was WAY too short. I saw a few friends that I probably won't see again before I leave town. I also got part of my tattoo done last night.

I'm exhausted... And I have an EARLY dentist appointment tomorrow morning... at 7:00 am.

CJ

An Ink Well and a Sharp Pen

2006-08-20T15:49:00.000-05:00

It just so happens that on the same day that EVERYTHING else is going on, I get an e-mail from my tattoo artist saying that he's got an opening for me this evening at 6pm. I'm thinking AWESOME!!! So, with that said, I'm going to get the first part of my tattoo this evening. This is going to be a first for me, but probably won't be my last.

Time to go swimming now. This will be my last opportunity until Labor Day weekend. Only problem is that it might be cold then and then I move the day after Labor Day!!!

CJ

A Few Small Annoyances...

2006-08-20T12:33:00.000-05:00

In light of being transferred to Louisville, Kentucky for work, I am presently writing this from my sister's house in Lincoln, Nebraska. My entire immediate family is here at my sister and her husband's home and this probably will be the last time that we will all be together in the same house for quite a while. I guess that's all part of moving further away and really not know what is going to happen in the future. You never know when your time will be up... When God will call your number. It could happen today or even tomorrow. Every moment is precious; worth making the most of with what you have.

There are only a few things that will last forever... I believe that friendships are eternal and that You and I both have eternal destinations. So does my family and yours. So, I guess I need to start thinking about that realm; what is going to last.

So, I'm sitting here trying to type out a blog, check a few e-mails, and get going back to Omaha to check out the drawing of my tattoo. I'm experiencing a few small annoyances with my father, sister, or mother coming in, peering over my shoulder, trying to figure out what I'm doing and writing... or viewing. It's ok, though... They love me. I need to spend time with them. I see the look on my sister's face that says, "Hey, we care about you and want to spend time with you. What is happening in your life? What is going on? You seem to be distant..."

I know this feeling because I've also been on the opposite end of it before. So, I need to go and tend to some 'small annoyances' but very important people that are worth it... in my life.

Think about that for a moment... or two.

Maintaining a Hope... Not Wanting to Regret...

2006-08-19T20:20:00.000-05:00

Contemplating the possibility of losing out on a great friendship leads me to thoughts of regret and sorrow. I really don't want that to ever happen, but deep down inside, it feels like it could happen; and I really don't like that feeling.

I do have someone in my life that I consider a close friend and someone who understands me very well; because he's thought a lot about me, analyzed a lot of my actions, and questioned me a lot. I really care about him a lot, but I know that I cannot let myself get romantically attached to him. Why? Because that's not what he wants deep down inside; not with a guy. Getting into a relationship with him would be contrary to what he really wants inside and also contrary to what I would eventually want, too. However, the heart to heart connection that we have, I don't want to lose... He's probably the only person that I've been able to completely open myself up to, and that's an awesome feeling; to have a friend like that. Even with a future wife, I really don't think that she'll know about certain parts of my life. But having a real friend, with whom I can open up to, is important. I'm not alone in this. I'm not looking to hang out every day; just consistency in the friendship; not the roller coaster.

Main thing is, I don't want to lose this friend... and I'm not quite sure how to go about this... Hopefully someone reads this and understands. :-/

Walking through the Mist...

2006-08-17T12:26:00.000-05:00

If you've ever taken a gentle stroll on a misty day, you'll know exactly what I'm talking about. This is for you. ;-)

Imagine you are walking on a seldom traveled path through a small meadow. This meadow is nestled snuggly between two forested foothills in the front range of the mountains... a very beautiful place. When you began your stroll, it was early morning, the sun not yet parting the clouds over the distant peaks... a gentle mist falling.

As you walk, you feel the gentle caress of the mist against your skin; the soothing moist embrace of a kiss from the sky. Calm.......... You slow your pace to take it all in, the beauty, the sensation, the sound. The fog of intrigue subtly hides what lays beyond your view and around the next bend.... a soothing excitement and curiousity fill your soul - a longing.

You gently take your hand and caress your cheek, feeling the moisture travel across your fingertip.

Be at ease..... rest..... take this all in..... A walk through this kind of adventure is not something that happens every day; especially if you have company on this kind of stroll. ;-)

Now THIS is what good sex should be like; full of intrigue, mystery, sensation, light hearted.
Is this something you long for?

Craaaaaaaaaaaazy Taxi

2006-08-17T12:14:00.000-05:00

If you've ever had a Sony Dreamcast, I'm sure you might remember the game Crazy Taxi. It's a pretty fun game, but I really haven't played it in quite a while... In fact, before a friend of mine took me to a local fun center, I hadn't played video games in several months; part of it was lack of desire and the other part of it was that I was busy doing other things. ;-)

Today is one of those days that reminds me of a Crazy Taxi ride, running over a few fire hydrants, bashing in a few cars, driving as fast as I can through the streets without getting caught, picking up the pimps & ho's, taking them to their favorite 'destination', etc. lol.

Yesterday, I found out that I'm moving to another state for a few months. Today, it was interesting watching one of our subcontractors go belly up and their workers start walking off the job with all the tools. They were ordered not to leave the jobsite and to bring the tools back that had been taken; one of them kept moving tools, started a fight, and ended up being arrested by the cops. I guess crazier things have happened, but this has certainly been one Crazy Taxi ride of a week!

It would be interested to hear some crazy stories from some of my dedicated readers. ;-)

Weeds in the Garden

2006-08-16T10:00:00.000-05:00

Have you ever raised a garden before? If you have, you know that it takes some work to keep the good things in and the not so good things out. Every once in a while, a little random weed pops out of the ground wanting to find its place in this world. Unfortunately, this little weed was born to get pulled by the gardener, whither into a wrinkled remnant of a plant, die, and decay.

This morning, in my garden, a few of these random weeds popped up and I thought I'd share them with you.

The little dandelion:

As most, if not all of us know, the global average temperature is climbing, the weather becoming more severe, the polar ice caps are melting; all in all, this world is becoming pretty HOT & STEAMY. ;-) But, did you know that this phenomena, commonly known as global warming, has a delinear relationship with the number of known pirates on the open seas? Yep... Sure does! In 1620, there were approximately 35,000 pirates sailing the seas and the average global temperature was about 14.2 degrees Celsius. In 1920, pirates numbered approximately 11,000 and the average temperature was around 14.9 degrees Celsius. In the year 2000, there were only about 17 pirates on the open seas while the average global temperature was 15.9 degrees Celsius!

Talk about a useless piece of random information!

The Tough Cockleburr

Our office assistant made the comment that I can do pretty good impersonations of various cartoon characters or other people. My response was that I grew up on a farm, so I've spent PLENTY of time being bored in a tractor. Enough said, right?

Well, my boss overheard part of the conversation and he made the comment, "Oh, I thought it was because you spent too much time in the barn with the sheep! That's alright, I like animals, too!" I just kind of stood there with a blank expression on my face with the though, "DIRTY PERVERT!" racing through my mind.

Ok.............. Now that I've watered these weeds and made them grow a little bigger, how is your morning garden??????

An Evening of Shadow Dancing...

2006-08-14T09:40:00.000-05:00

The subtle caress of the eye, a slight twitch of the cheek... a smile underneath... a teasing stare into the eyes...the silent dance begins within the shadows hidden in the minds of the dancers. For a moment one leads suggestively and the other follows, but when the music changes, their roles reverse and the opposite becomes the leader while the other follows; such a mysterious and intriguing improvisation.

An underlying theme is woven within the harmony, while the melody progresses. Eventually, this subtle theme starts slowing and hastening the tempo, accentuating the crescendos and decrescendos.... softly... subtly. The minds grow weary, the shadow dance pauses, and the music fades away. Reality becomes apparent, the fascade disappears, and two people stare at each other in bewilderment... What was this dance? What did it mean? Does it continue? They exit, but the memory plays on..................................................................

Birds are such intriguing creatures to watch... It's amazing what a little personification can do........ ;-)

Yours,
CJ

Slow Drivin' on a Sunday Evenin'

2006-08-13T17:41:00.000-05:00

Have you ever driven with your grandparents on a Sunday evening? A lot of them tend to take their sweet time, just to make sure they get all the details they need to take in.

It's interesting to note how people change. They make decisions based on whims and they find out that they really don't like the decision they made. Well, it's all part of a learning experience called life and we each go through it. As a general rule, though, if it involves people, it's a lot more serious of matter. People have emotions and can get hurt... sometimes easily... sometimes not so easily.... Or should I say that some people are able to recover more quickly than others... Or better yet, some people 'hide' the hurt beneath layers. Some people don't.

Which am I? I'm one who tends to verbalize stuff. I think and analyze a lot, but I it tends to be talked through. I enjoy older people because they've generally gone through a lot of experiences and have a lot of wisdom when it comes to prevailing through trials. So, if you're older than me, don't be surprised someday if you find a younger man coming up to you asking questions and thinking out loud. He's just trying to find his way through various trials and circumstances; often asking himself, "Why?" He's curious and believes that he's invincible, but yet he is sensitive and gets hurt. He loves...

Perhaps I am wrong, but one thing that I do value about myself is that I care about people. One thing I don't like so much... is that it often hurts.

If you are my friend, the one thing that will not change about me... towards you... is I never hold anything against people. I can't. It's too much of a burden. It's a lighter burden to carry to be a friend to someone, even when they disrespect and hurt you... even afterwards. You can't change the past, and so it really doesn't matter; what matters is what you have now and what you do with it.

Perhaps you can understand what I'm writing in this relaxed drive. It's a somewhat cloudy, rainy day here... perfect for a small drive through my dreams.

Your depth lies in your heart,
CJ

Saturday Afternoon Musings

2006-08-12T15:40:00.000-05:00

There really isn't much happening right now. I'm somewhat exhausted, sore, and a little depressed, too. Otherwise, I'm doing great! It is interesting to witness what happens to the mind and body after experiencing a prolonged period of extreme excitment and change. There comes a point in time where the excitement stops and things are not so easy; the mind is distracted by other musings and the body tries to catch up. Eventually, there isn't enough energy to sustain the activity and the whole system comes to a...... pause.............................

Why am I a little depressed? A friend of mine is going through an experience like this right now and I feel bad for him. He has all these hopes and dreams and is trying to accomplish it all on his own, through hard work, dedication, etc. To his credit, he is a brilliant guy, and a very nice guy, too. However, to his detriment, he things too much and he takes things very personally. I am somewhat the same way, so I do know something of what I speak.

I have been wanting to spend some time hanging out with my friend, but he has been either too busy or too depressed (I think) to really hang out with anybody; which is really sad. I'd like to help put a smile back on his face; cheer him up and let him know that he does matter. :-)

Why am I exhausted and sore??? Well.... I'll let you be the one who wonders this wonder and be creative with your mind. It's more fun that way. ;-)

Yours,
CJ

Some Sugar in My Coffee

2006-08-11T07:36:00.000-05:00

I normally drink my coffee strong and black; Peruvian coffee is just better that way... dark, bold, pure, and smoooooooooth. ;-) Every so often, though, it's nice to add a little more - sugar & cream - to the boldness; a little sensuality for the morning.

Romance should be pure and passionate; a sensual, erotic flamenco under the moonlit sky. The sweet, tender kiss of desire and a wisp of intrigue - eroticism - tickles your ear.

A playful and exploratory dance wakes every sense of your body - touch, sight, sound, thought, and emotion. Completely relaxed. Completely engaged. The wild rush of obsession.

And there you are, sitting at the other end of this conversation, breathing deeply the aroma of desire; whimpering softly............................

Yours,
CJ

The Sands of the Hourglass - A Shifting Wind

2006-08-10T08:43:00.000-05:00

As the particles of sand fall to their destination in the hourglass, the wind keeps shifting its direction. Separating the sand from time, the sand and the wind share a common fate; they will eventually complete the cycle and once again follow the same direction. Personally, I do not believe in the circle of life; that I will become something or someone else in the next life. However, I do believe that we each have a destination - two options... I'll allow your finite mind ponder over something that is not so finite; something more difficult to grasp. Perhaps you know of what I speak; perhaps you do not.

My work, in the Midwest, may soon be complete and I may be moved to another location sometime very soon. This is an uncertain fork in the road as I may also find meaningful employment in my current location and decide to forego the move. I don't really like reinventing the social wheel, if you know what I mean by that, but at the same time, it is good to have friends wherever you go. You never know when you may need them or when they may call upon you. In order of importance, I place my priorities as such:

1. Family
2. Friends
3. Myself
4. Work
5. Fun

There is a balance to achieve among these, but people are the most important and so they rank highest on my list.

Go have a drink and get crazy today!

Peace and Love-

-CJ

Beginning the Journey. Comencando el Camino.

2006-08-09T15:03:00.000-05:00

Let's begin by introducing the wanderer, the adventurer, in this story.... that being me, CJ. Currently, I'm an office engineer working for an international construction firm in the midwest, 27 years old, and really not quite sure of what is going to happen around the next corner of this path. I really don't want to know. If I did, there would be no wander, surprise, or mystery left... no questions.

I'm single, but have a lot of friends and love them a lot. I'm a lover, not someone who holds on to things and bottles things up until I become bitter. Adding a little spice and drama to the mix, I am also bisexual. Does this intrigue you?

Come along with me on this journey of life, of passion, of lust, and learning. You may find something out about yourself and, for that, I would have served you well. My purpose: To add to the fullness of life for my friends and those who I personally come into contact with or whom my words touch.

Let my trials and tribulations be your learning ground. Ponder through decisions and heartache with me or share my elations. Apply these little lessons well, and live life to the fullest while we are both here, in this day.

Peace and Love Always...