I'm in San Luis Obispo. The town I went to school at. The town where I experienced my first love, and the town where my eventual downward descent started. I'm in town to register with probation concerning a drug offense from 8 years ago, but before I do all that legal mumbo jumbo, i'm partaking in some of my personal favorite legal pleasures this town has to offer. So far I enjoyed a fantastic dinner of beef sukiyaki at Goshi's (formerly "Tsurugi's") and now I'm at Linnea's enjoying a cup of tea and their amazing carrot cake.
The drive here was a trip (in more ways than one). For a while, this uncomfortably nostalgic feeling I used to have when I would drive to town cause I was out of dope and I needed to "cop" from the only source I knew came up a couple times. It's been more than 7 years since I've done that drive, but the sensation was as fresh and real as it was back then. Fortunately it really has been more than 7 years since I've kept that company, and I'm happy to not know anybody in the area anymore. When I got in town, I simply checked in to my hotel, called my family to let them know I had arrived safely, changed, and ran out for some healthy nostalgia. I'm happy to say SLO has become the quiet, innocent, town it's supposed to be.
Of course, tomorrow is another day, and tomorrow I'll be checking in with the rest of the seedy underbelly living in this small town that were unlucky enough to get busted like myself.
Thats life though.
Sides of a coin.