Try to remember the kind of September…
September 1981: I’m a senior in high school, and I’m in the midst of ditching my last real “girlfriend”, working part-time as a stockboy at The Limited, and wondering why the hell I signed up for AP English.
September 1986: I’m a college dropout in the middle of my transfer from Myrtle Beach SC (where I’ve lived for three months) to Charlotte NC (where I’ll live for three years) to open a brand new branch of the surf and skate shop in a leaky former convenience store.
September 1991: I’ve just returned to Greensboro from my first visit to San Francisco, and I’m starting my final semester in college and wondering what to do next.
September 1996: I’ve just started doing occasional journal-type updates on Planet SOMA, my car is about to be brutally murdered, and I’m planning my first real online vacation to Minnesota. I’m also thinking about quitting my job, not realizing that when I do, I won’t have a full-time job again for at least five years.
September 2001: I still don’t have a full-time job and don’t really want one, am having the scariest health problems of my life, and really want to move back east but I’m wondering what I’ll do when I get there.
There has to be some common thread there, but I’m damned if I can see what it is..
