The Saddies & the Baddies

The saddies and the baddies, my friends, come in interesting waves.  Why?  To be honest, it hasn't been a remarkable homecoming.  LA definitely does not hold the same place in my heart as it once did.  I gots to be onwards.  Upwards.  Or at least sideways but elsewhere.

Tomorrow I start work hanging up Christmas decorations for some schmoe in Beverly Hills.  I believe our clientele will be the Beverlites of Los Angeles, those for whom I cleaned carpets some years past.  I get it.  I dig it.  It sounds interesting if a bit disorganized.  I'm down with that.  It does put creative outlets on hold, but I can dig that too, I think.  It will provide some structure to my days, which I could definitely use.  Lucas Without Borders...doesn't always go so well.

But fear not, Babies, the tone with which I speak is simply a dip in the EKG.  It all sails on.  As Garth suggested, just search for the beauty.  Search for the beauty.

Stations,
-LS^2

(Not) Garth.