holding pattern

"the home front has dissolved,
reinforcements needed,
coordinates unknown.
send help."

Seems like every time I sit down to write in this blog, it starts with "moved again."

I've moved again, to Oswego.
It is hard to say if this time it was a mistake but by the way it looks it certainly was one of the most breathtaking mistakes I have ever made.
But I think it was a coordinated effort on the part of my guts and my glands.
Leading me on.
If you don't talk about it, does it go away?
If you don't look at it does it exist?

I think I found something important here in the smoldering ruins but it's buried in ash and too hot to touch yet.

The cold has come and time will tell.