Coming back to old familiar grounds

wow... almsot 2 years.
How things have changed, and how things have yet to change, and how things do not change.

New family, new place to live, new work.

yup. But somehow today just felt to come back here. to this old worn out, run down bar. Wilson's bar. A place of solitude for me.

Updates:
1. Work has been stressful, in the long term sense. Don't know if i could handle the work that belongs to me.

2. Faith has it's own doubts. Was brought to remember again the passing of my unsaved [i suppose] grandparents. Yes, i know God is just and will HE not do right? Yes, i know there will be no more tears. But the fact of suffering loved ones still brings me pain, and i don't know how it will go away in heaven

3. Possibility of being conned into a new diet, that promises to loose weight. been on the diet for 3+ days, no change at all, only change is that i don't get to eat what i want.

4. Have been encountering the word Passion for the past few days. Passion, enthusiasm, hard work. Oh God, may i ask You for some of these?

just writing something for solitude's sake. Probably not many will come to read this, unless they subscribe to me [which is strange] or i tell them about it.

Anyways, Wilson's Bar will be open, yes. Let's see for how long