Release the eelhead!

I am from a far place than where I currently reside. I have posted many times on Facebook how I feel about the desert and home. I miss the green mountains and valleys, the grass and wildlife. For many years, I have looked to be back home amongst my family and friends. I moved here almost 10 years ago; I have met people here and there. Some I thought would be great friends, brother-like, for what I share with my best friends back home. I have only a handful of close friends back home, those of which I call brothers. They have had my back for everything and anything growing up. I even have one that I ran into burning buildings with and even did silly ass shit with. That burning building shit turned into several brothers I'd done silly ass shit with. Here, I haven't found, but perhaps two. I might be getting off track from what I was getting at, but when has that stopped me. I'm an asshole, I want to trust people in my circle or extended circle, but I seem to always get ...