End of a Quarter

I’ve been thinking a lot, and I tell very few people what I truly feel inside. Recently I’ve been giving the thought on how I perceived and sought out the things I wanted. Like for instance, at the beginning of this year, I said no pursuits of relationships, I’m keeping to that. Although I did try a few things, nothing really solid came out of them. I have now shifted my efforts in life. Once where I wanted to get married and have kids, I would rather own my own house or townhouse/condo instead. Why? I dunno, I guess because I don’t want to feel completely let down when something I want so bad doesn’t exactly happen. There’s no point in rushing it at this point. I’ve been there before and I’m really not in a rush to get back to where I was. I’d like to finally get a place that I can come home to and actually call it a home. A place where I can go and relax with some friends, where we can throw a few steaks on the grill, drink beer/bourbon and smoke a few cigars. I want that place. I guess that’s what I miss more than anything, a place to gather, a place to share stories and a place where your friends never let you down.