Trajectory

I spend more time in Napa than I do in Vallejo. Sleeping in my car and sitting in cafes for hours has became part of a routine. I never thought I'd ever spend the majority of my days and nights in a yuppie town like this, I don't like it. But I'm not complaining, I'm doing all this and spending all the time I have with the person I love, and that's all that matters to me.

Hey, at least they play good jazz inside all the coffee joints here, also I'm eating a lot healthier, and losing weight, so that's rad.

Maix is up for a big promotion, and I'm going to start teaching her how to drive, so I don't have to keep up this chauffeuring gig for her. Work is static for me, but I am finally going to start school, again. I should thank Maix. If not for her excitement over starting next semester, herself,  I probably would have put my education off, again. I'd be lying if I wasn't looking forward to it, as well, but I know it's going to test my patience. I've taken my placement tests and plotted my trajectory through the semesters to come.