Ghost town Gainesville and westward dreams

Christmas here in Gainesville was a perfect ghost town. Not a single person in sight as I walked with my room mate's dog to the field for fetch. When I was younger, I would talk about an island where I would be the only one on it. My mother and good friend Bryan may remember. Anyways, Gainesville on Christmas day was like that imaginary island. I played fetch for a while and ran a couple laps with the dog(Jupiter) following me all the way. After dropping off Jupiter at the apartment I went to Winn-Dixie and got my Christmas Dinner.

• Fudge 2x
• Fish
• Turkey drumsticks
• Mac n Cheese

Work has been going much better then before. The learning process is more organized and smooth. The co-workers and friendly and willing to help. 

Financially I will be doing well as of mid January. Breaking even point will be my first paycheck.

My Black Stalleone has major carb problems and leaked half a tank of gas while turned off, then went into hydro-lock. I am in the process of selling and looking for a new bike. I have been looking at honda shadow bobbers, possibly turning it into more like a chopper.

Lastly, I want to live in the country. City life does not suit me. I will just have to strive for that on my journey.