Here it is, another Wednesday night, another return from Parts West. It was weird being at the Plough on Monday, seeing friends that I saw last week, yet realizing that I don’t have plans to come back before August, so the casual goodbyes really were ‘goodbye for another quarter.’

It truly amazes me how easily I slide from one world to another right now. I used to feel that each place that had sentimental meaning to me also had the power to alter me when I went there, so there was ‘Los Angeles Kevin’ and ‘Berkeley Kevin’ and so forth. Now that I’ve been traveling so much, it’s just me, and I carry my identity wherever I go.

For the most part, anyhow. I still seem to have layers that get highlighted more in specific environments. I’m identity tiramisu.