Not much to holler about over my weekend, being that IT'S SO DAMN QUIET! Julia has called from Key West a few times, and now I'm contemplating how much furniture I need to sell to get down there. She's talking about live bands, and ocean views, and jobs at little bars on the beach. I have but one question....what the hell am I doing here? I know that I'm leaving soon, that there's a plan to make changes, but I didn't realize how colorless my life is here. I have a picture of what it would be like without Julia, and it's no bueno. It's like the walls of this all white office is beginning to close in on me. I know it's a combination of the sunshine, the tales from Key West, and the general wanting to leave a place that has become so dull. Restlessness is not an easy load to bear.