We’re in! New apartments make me so damned happy. I love this place. It’s not huge, but it’s not tiny either. We won’t be falling all over each other, we all can close our doors and happily ignore each other, it’s awesome. My room has no lighting in it, which is weird, and necessitates me buying a lamp. I love lamps. I’ll get two, at least.
I got a full size bed with box-spring and small frame for 40 bucks. Threw it in the back of our U-Haul truck and made off with it like a bandito. It was great. I also actually enjoy moving. I love lifting and carrying things. The straining, the pulling, the muscle testing, it’s great. I know, I’m weird, but I’ll live.
Life goes on here, much as it does everywhere else. I’m still essentially friendless outside of the apartment, I’d kill to have some folks, or even one folk, to meet after work and grab a slice or a cup of something warm. With our new location, I’ll be planning to meet people soon though. However, for the alcohol-abstinent amongst us, it makes it a lot harder.
I’m listening to the Bosstones, looking at my well worn Adidas Sambas, thinking back to days past when I would do this same thing. Nearly 10 years gone, and some things have never changed. 3100 miles, a college degree, a few new friends, and a whole life’s worth of change, and some things are static like the stars over our heads. It’s amazing.
…I had a dream I had all the answers…to all the questions that I’ve ever been asked… and in my dream I had all the answers, to all the questions that I’ve ever asked myself….
justinª