Goodbye to all that

So the Christmas holiday is finally over, and what a relief it is. It's a rainy morning in Chico, just pouring down. I'm sitting at Moxie's cafe, which used to be Cafe Siena, which used to be my home-away-from-home in high school. God, I've spent a lot of time in this room (think exposed brick walls, lots of tables, rotating art, front windows that face a busy downtown street).

Strange how being here has brought back all sorts of memories, some good, some bad, but mostly things I haven't thought about in a decade.