I had such a great time in New Mexico. I enjoyed ABQ so so much and I wished I would've checked out more of what the city has to offer. The people there were super super nice and everyone had huge smiles on their faces. And now I'm back. I am a bit lothargic. I love New York so much, but I didn't want to come back to everything quick all the time. I didn't want to come back to work and find the receptionist out sick. I didn't want to return to this... yet.
So many people that I wont see again for a year. Maybe less. These people are so so great to me. Too many cool people. Too many great people. Eugene Oreagon again treating me like solid platinum. I missed Olivia very much but that just means that I will have to get out to the west coast to see her. I'm just about due in the west. The bay area is host to some fine people and its about time I go see them and their home. If this trip showed me something that St. Louis didn't show me was that I need to see more places.
Even after all this I can still say that Central Park is my favorite day in the world. I miss my NY friends very much, and now I miss my NM friends. The people that were more than happy to share a bottle or drive me around. The people who smilled at every turn of an eye. The Lucero's, Stewart and Veronica, it was super great to meet people with my last name. I hear it is quite popular in those parts. The two women at Paco's who treated me like a house guest in the morning, su sonrisa empezaba mis dias con un sol que besaba mi pobre quija. I love those people. Lex with the hair, she had an energy that my hyper ass could never catch up to.
John the Hotel Manager, who put up with all of our shit and didn't kill anyone. Adam Rubenstien was a gent and a half. All the teams that have people that made me at home, you are too much to mention. Lady Laura shared some pretty good conversation with me. Everyone. I even heard a few poems during the week. One by a Mr. Mcdonald from umm, I forget where he is from but he rocked the show with a full poem about Joan of Arc. I tell you it was a poem. And a women from Seattle also made me smile. Rachel made me cry. Anis made me feel great. Caroline gave me chills, and the list goes on and on and on and on.
I feel so great to have been there.
Now I'm back at work and I know now more than ever that I don't need to be here.

Anyway I have a chapbook, "View From the Watchtower". If anyone wants a copy just email me. I'll send them free. If you want to read my poems, that is payment enough. For now.

I am so happy, but lothargic or maybe just getting used to fast pace again. I can't explain but right at this moment, after typing all that I typed I don't think I need to know. I am sure that everything will be okay. And that scares me at times. I'm so complicated. I guess.