MOVING ON UP
3/15/03. 1:01am CST. Home.

It's getting better.

Not exponentially, of course. Never by leaps and bounds. I'm not going to wake up one morning and discover that everything's perfect. I know that. I'm fine with that.

Small improvements. Baby steps.

It's certainly more interesting now than it was three years ago. It's not perfect -- there are still dry spells that seem to last for small eternities -- but on the whole, I'd rather be now than then.

Now, at least, there are options, more (and better) options than there were then. Choices. Possibilities.

I don't know where things are going, and I don't think I care. As always, it's only important that things are moving, and that they're going in the right direction. That's enough.

Like I said, it's not perfect. It's not the best it can be, in fact it's not even close. But it's the best it's been in a long, long time.

Wait a minute, am I talking about the music scene or my social life? Is there even a difference?