fight! fight! fight!

So I find myself seriously longing for the peace and solitude of the farm.  My bedroom here is quite bright at night.  I often hear my neighbors banging around in their houses, talking as they pass my doorway, practicing the fight song on their tuba, etc...  I did finally meet one of my neighbors.  She's a girl about my age (perhaps a bit younger) and her name is that of one of my favorite songs, so I'm sure to remember it.  Maybe we could be friends and drink hot cider together one evening.  

What I need is a good run on some hay bales.  That would soothe the soul and release some natural endorphins for sure.  And a kitten...I need a nice barn kitten for my apartment.  That would feel more like home.  One that you can't take the farm out of...not that I'd want to.  I guess I'll have to be prepared for sudden, unexpected, late night attacks.  

beginnings

So I'm just experimenting a bit.  You know, getting my feet wet before jumping in.