L: 23 YEARS, LIVING THE DREAM
Since moving
I’ve been the laziest person on this planet. Having no work and no friends here has created a monster in me. I’ve learned that I’m the kind of person who needs objectives, or a to-do list or something to keep me occupied. I like to be alone, but I like to have things to do while alone. And after I unpacked all my stuff, I was hit with the complete lack of anything that I had to do. For the first time since I was five years old I had no job, no school, no friend or family that I had to see, and it was overwhelming to me.
My life is absolutely perfect right now, I have everything I wanted and stuff I didn’t realize I wanted. I have a job, a beautiful house, a wonderful guy who I’m really starting to fall for. I just miss having the ladies in my life that I could be with and do nothing with. I miss Kendal’s company and sitting with her watching mantracker or stupid crap on TV and just being. I miss Sarah’s presence in my life, and seeing her giant starbucks cup on my living room table. I miss The Roomie cracking my back and being around to exist with. I miss the people I could hop on a bus and go see whenever.
And I know that by next week, things will be different. I’ll be training and tired and not so lonely. But yesterday was really really long and I was hit with how monumentally alone I am here. When J is at work or with his son, I have no one at this point to just be with.
I just needed a place to complain for a second, because I know by next week I’ll be wondering who this whiny bitch was.
Just had to get it all out somewhere.
