Good thing about Durham

Good Durham, Good Durham. Last Friday I chilled at a sweet apartment owned my a married couple... friends of mine. They pay $1300 for two big rooms, sweet dining room and kitchen, and a killer backyard. Highly decorated in a quiet neighborhood. Contrast to

- San Francisco paying 900 a month (rent controlled) my own room, kitchen, sweet back porch, kickass location. Good value.

- DC in Kalorama. $1450/month for a 575ft^2 studio in a really nice building in Kalorama. Phenomenal neighborhood, but probably too much for what I need.

Tonight - went to a free show at the Duke Coffee House on East Campus. Very college-y. Very lively rock and roll with some college kids and blacklights. Loved it. Reminded me of crappy bars in Memphis with really good music. Also reminded me of the weather - nighttime in the South is sublime with the window down and the humidity gone. Just quiet outside, driving my trusty old acura from the coffee house back home to station nine. This feels right, and I could do this forever. This feels like home? Hold on, now. Maybe it does. Slow down and come back home to Durham? Yikes don't know what to think about that. It feels good, though, and I think I could make this work. Less stress. Community. The same people. Yeah.