Wednesday, March 7, 2012

knowing something and feeling it are very different

This time last week I was driving around Cleveland getting odds and ends for my new apartment, my first full day in my new ‘home’ state. Today I am sitting in my new office at my new job thinking about my stuff I FINALLY get out of storage and moved into my new place. I am excited to explore the new city, try new restaurants, explore the surrounding areas (Buffalo, NY; Toronto,Canada; Philadelphia, PA). Last night it just hit me, I’m feeling alone. I have only been here for one weekend,not even 7 days. I knew this was going to happen. It took six months for me to actually start to like Dallas. (sigh) Knowing something and feeling it are two very different things. Lately, long dogs walks (5 to 7 miles daily) and lots of time. I am starting to find things to do, it will be a slow process.
“When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down ‘happy’. They told me I didn’t understand the assignment, and I told them they didn’t understand life.”
~ John Lennon