It's the second day into an empty home. I thought about jumping in my truck and cruising West along the coast, hang out at Biloxi and Gulfport, see if I can get myself into trouble.

Then I remembered that I'm driving around with a Tennessee plate that expired a month ago. Now that I'm a Florida resident I need new plates and a new licence before I go road tripping.

So what to do? Nothing today, but there's some kind of street fair going down under the freeway onramp across the street tomorrow. I dodged the street sweepers this morning during my walks.

I really don't know what's going on anymore. I find myself doing things that surprise me, discovering things and ways of being happening that I never knew I had inside me.

I know my family and friends don't buy it, but my brain is damaged and I don't know what the fuck to do about it...