Endings

The residency thing has gotten down to the last few weeks. Its sort of hard to imagine life in another place doing something else. I've been at my current address longer than anywhere I've lived in the last 16 years -- and I've liked it here. Chattanooga has been my favorite place to live since leaving northwestern Ontario. It has a sense of history, scenic beauty, and just plain old livability that I haven't found in the other places I've been.

I'll especially miss my coffee shop haunt -- Stone Cup. The people there are usually some sort of weird combination of anarchists/communists plotting the transformation of civilization by overthrowing it, church youth groups doing Bible studies and prayer meetings for all in the vicinity to hear, hippies just wanting a warm place in the sun, anemic looking academic types who are looking for a place to study, the gen-Xers looking for a cheap internet connection, and then all of the normal people like me. The anarchist/communist group is my favorite because they gave me a free bagel one night. I think the older members of the group are communists while the younger ones are anarchists. In addition to all of the folks that show up there, I like Stone Cup because it has a gorgeous view of the city -- the Tennessee river, the lighted walking bridge across the river, Coolidge Park and its carousel, the Hunter Museum, the Tennessee aquarium, and of course the Smoky Mountains.

Yep, Chattanooga has been a nice spot to park for a few years.