12.3.12

Life's a bitch sometimes. Too bad you can't rub it's nose in it when it isn't going your way. XOXO, Seth

12.2.12

I understood moving back to the heart of the Heartland that there would be a lot of adjustments. I am not saying that this is just a problem in Siouxland or that it didn't occur in Minneapolis, but when did obesity become the majority for adults? I unfortunately had to run to the mall today and looking around I wondered if people were even happy with their appearance...or worse were they even aware that their weight was an issue. I am sure there are some of you rolling your eyes and thinking that I have the same problem just on the opposite end of them spectrum and you would be wrong. I understand that I am underweight and actively try to stay health and keep my weight up. I do this through trying to eat whole, good foods and not packing my mouth with processed sugars and fast food. It seems that fast food has become the first option for many Americans because why go to the grocery store and have to make your meal when you could just drive through and never get out of you car...oh and you get to be rude and entitled and "special" order your next premature heart attack one econo-sized value meal at a time. I am not expecting everyone I come in visual contact with to have a body like Hugh Jackman/Uma Thurman but come on...if you have to pause to remember the last time you could casually looked down and saw your toes there is a HUGE problem. In this rant I am not saying I am neither right nor have the answers, but when I am walking through a mall and the majority of people are wearing pants with elastic waistband I draw the line! If nothing else I take away the inspiration to continue eating healthy and practice yoga in my room.

11.30.12

Sometimes all you need is a kind gesture to remind you there are still gentlemen out there. They are just hiding in plain sight.

Kisses,
Seth

11.29.12

Well today marks 2 months since I left behind my beloved Minneapolis. I find myself on a daily basis daydreaming that I am back in my sky-cave off of Franklin looking at my glorious view of downtown. (Ok, you could only see two skyscrapers and the Basilica but it counts!) But alas, I am not. The reality of this social experiment gone awry is sinking in slowly. Luckily, I was able to find an 8 week course at the local community college soon after I arrived or else I would have been stalking the train routes passing through and hopping on the first one heading out of town!It's becoming almost a burden to remind myself daily that I am doing this to better myself and my future and on the grand scheme of things the time I spend now pursuing my extended education is time well spent. Had I stayed in Mpls over the next few years I wouldn't be any better off really than I was the day I left. It's sad that it has taken me to 31 to realize this and convince myself that it is all needed to move forward. I thought moving home would make it a little easier. The forever optimist in me assumed it would get better. In this situation I may be wrong. My biggest problem I faced was the moments I was alone, they shot straight through my soul and reminded me I was past gay middle age, eternally single, often with a drink in my hand, and in a crying jag listening to the theme from Love Story AGAIN on vinyl. Basically, I was a huge mess. I thought that if I were to be home I would at least not be alone and have people around me to distract my mind from the fact that I was all the above. Now, two months in I find myself stuck in this daydream...where I am in my apartment alone staring out...funny. I now dream of the moments that seem to have brought me the most pain...something to think about. Good night kiddos.

11.28.12

Ok kids! Here it goes I am venturing off of Facebook for greener pastures...the independent world of blogging! Oh wait, blogging really isn't original and people now have blogs for their pet's wedding. Welp...beats having to see pictures of babies I will never meet and people drunk in bars even I wouldn't step into...and that is saying a lot. Here's to a wonderful new journey. I hope you all have as much fun keeping up with my antics as I will interpreting them via the keyboard and hopefully photos to help keep the reading impaired entertained. XOXO, Seth