April 25th, 2012: FIRST ENTRY

When I was younger, my father and I would hike into the back country, high up in the mountains, the air so crisp and clean you wanted to bottle it up for later.

I moved away and started my life, a grown up, if the word could fit me, though I don't think I'll ever grow up, then I couldn't play and frolic, unless I hit a certain age and go senile.

I lost my job, though it was no big lost.  It was killing me, even my doctors said so.

Ten years, I kept moving forward till one day the Boss Man, we'll call jerk, came in and said, "You're all fired! Pack your stuff and go!"

Well, it may have gone better than that but the premise is there.

I remember being called into the office around 12:45 PM. 

I wasn't sure if the jig I did was appropiate but it felt good to do, right there in the Boss Man's office.

For my time, I got 8 weeks of severance plus a letter of recommendation from the Vice President of Marketing.

Plus a coffee mug I bought the first month I was there and a small box full of paper clips.

Shh.

Don't say anything about the paper clips.

I may have five finger discounted those from supply.

Also, I have a back that when the weather is just right, won't hurt.

My doctor tells me that will go with me till the day I die.

His words.

I decided to move back to my childhood home town. 

Nothing was holding me to the land of my adulthood besides a potted plant and a bulldog who decided he too wanted to move with me.

Rex has taken to a spot in the corner, near the heat grate to keep his butt warm, which, I guess, is a spot that needs to be kept warm.

Tonight, I couldn't sleep.  Pain my back was awful and I sat on the couch watching the snow on the television and my dog sleeping.

Problem #1 in living in a small town like this, not much on TV besides snow if you don't have cable, which I don't.

Problem #2 bulldog farts are the worse.

I am thinking of changing his diet.

He smiles as he farts, so I believe he does it on purpose.

I'm not sure what tomorrow will bring, but I will live today like it is my last day, or so the song on the radio tells me to do.