Mojo

I swear it has to be the Mojo boost of a trip to the hometown. After a trip to Boston, I always seem to feel refreshed and more confident. It may be because no matter how old I get, I will always feel like a kid at home, which means no worries, which also means lots of partying. It may also be the desparation of renewed motivation to do something big and have a plan to minimize the amount of time I have to spend stuck in the suburbs when I move home.....yuck, that's such a dirty word, suburbs. At least in Silver Spring I can walk to a wide selection of restuarants and go to the Movies, the Theatre and a Chipotle, the essentials.

Last night when leaving the gym, the girl at the front desk hands me back my card. Nothing unusual except this time there is a note attached to it, with her name, number, cute note, etc. I'm extremely flattered, especially because it's the gym. I'm sweating, grunting, constantly having water dribble down my shirt cause I miss my mouth; all very unattractive stuff. Anyway, much appreciated, but no bells and whistles here.