Restless.

I’m thinking about moving from Brooklyn to San Francisco.  I’m tired of the trash and pace of this city.  I’ve been here for nearly seven years and that’s longer than I’ve lived any where.  

Last night I saw something on television that says we sleep in the same position that our parents laid us in our cribs, which is why most of us sleep on our stomachs.  Is it possible that my moving around so often as a kid has made it impossible for me to live in the same place for very long?  God, I hope not.

Unrelated, I want to do something more fun on the internet.  I need a new project.