What got me here was places like Django records, Ringlers Saturdays where a hippie band played, and Powells book. Ive lived all over. A further move away from downtown and close in. A further increase in rent to the now $1700 low income housing? ive heard in Beaverton. Last week in Johns landing I saw a one bedroom for $2300. I lived in a studio apt near the Crystal around 01 for $475. Went back around 03 and it was already at $775. I remember looking across Powells to a hole in the wall of a demolished building. The Pearl never existed. I remember being able to walk around to all these galleries, undisturbed and undistracted. Now theres holes in the ground everywhere. Now all I see are tents and trash too. All I see is zombie street life. I cant walk around in peace anymore. What happened? How did it get so bad? This change is exciting. Maybe? Truth is, it's been changing since the day I came here, just never really noticed it. All the Pearl, the inner SE industrial area, it used to not be. Its been magnified for me for about a year now. This new crop of life has different interests involved with the tech and online world. Thats the way the world is heading. Change is inevitable, I know. So is my getting older. I know thats what this is. I'm noticing because I'm getting older. Im stubborn. Im simple. Im pure. I use my hands. Im the last few of my kind not interested with the way the world is headed. Im okay with that. Im just in the wrong place now, it feels to me. How to say goodbye? When to say so long? I just dont know.