so i'm back

and i'm not too happy about it i guess. i wish i was back in alaska, fishing again.

it was really fun and i enjoyed it. setting sail, watching my tiny town disappear. being surrounded by nothing. and then suddenly being hit with work...and fish, lots of fish. climbing into my bunk, writing, thinking about people. waking up to more work...and more fish. coming back to shore with cannery workers studying your movements. throwing ropes to the docks and making time for a drink, bumping into a friend. it was a good feeling being out at sea. maybe i will always fee like this when my season is over.

and i'm back in town. everyone seems so different, even physically. but i'm glad to see my friends. large crowds though and traffic, i'm still getting used to it.

i just think about being back there. at this tiny town i knew nothing about. even a day in the cannery sounds quite nice.

so whats next. i don't know. i heard there is some fishing over at san pedro and it sounds really nice right about now. but i'd like to finish my thesis. once and for all. so i'm looking to get settled, stay busy and then go north again once summer comes.