Restless and should be sleeping… I just can’t yet.
Wondering how to best sum up the last few weeks of my life… if it would be a fruitless endeavor at this time of night. Most likely.
Suffice it to say that I am doing the things I swore I would never be able to manage — living in the Boston area, on my own with a great job that I’ve truly fallen in love with. Walking and T-ing it EVERYWHERE, definitely getting my exercise. Things that have come into my life since I moved:
- Keyring library card
- The Metro
- Pleasure reading
- Re-usable shopping bags
- Apartment keys (my first real keys ever)
- A multitude of 7-day LinkPasses
- A constant stream of information from Twitter and RSS feeds, all day at work
- Excitement over receiving mail
I have to say, I have never felt more connected and more DISconnected from the world at the same time. My horizons are broadening, but I often feel like I’m losing sight of the life that I so methodically led not too long ago. As I was explaining to Mike, I’ve come to realize that what I’m doing now is, God willing, what I will be doing a year from now, and the year after that. I am on the trajectory for the “rest of my life”, whatever that means.
My conversation with Mike last night was strange in a way… so warm and good and full of things to celebrate, full of things to meditate on. It felt strange and wonderful to carry on a conversation with him without an ounce of ache in my heart. It was just… genuinely good. I feel like we’ve turned a corner. Or at least, I did. Pretty sure he turned that corner quite some time ago; it just took me time to catch up.
My eyelids are betraying me before I even have time to delve into the apartment situation, or the people I’ve met since I moved. Fortunately, I don’t have to search for that perfect thing to “leave for the next entry”.
It’s good to be back.
~J.
