I moved here in September and it has been really tough adjusting to new settings with a new job and a new house. I have moved many times before, and it is always been an ordeal for me to find comfort in new surroundings and routines. I have never been that guy who walks into a room of strangers and starts leading the conversation. People have to warm up to me slowly and vice versa. Even though this is the town I grew up in, oddly I never really felt like I belonged here. Being back here again seems to confirm it in a lot of ways.
The friends I did have here in the past have largely moved away or are busy with new lives and wives and kids. The house I rented had a busted furnace. I have been working some very irregular hours.
But the last time I moved somewhere new, I met a girl who said to me, “we are going to be best friends.” I thought she was a little crazy at first, but I was smitten. She was right, after a little while, she WAS my best friend. And after that she became the dominant force in my life. Thinking of her has made this awkward adjustment easier. If you couldn’t guess, I am talking about Ms. Dolce Vita! I believe I was “supposed” to meet her and the universe brought me to
Chatting with her makes every day brighter. I probably drive her nuts calling and texting and skyping all the time, but I can’t stop. It is an addiction. My life is empty without her and I think about her constantly. I saw this in the snack machine at work and instantly I thought of her.
But this weekend, I am bringing my favorite thing about
If you are bored, sorry. I am wrapping this up. Your friend Micaela is the light in my life and the past month has been very dark. Being without her has made me realize how much I love her. Below is a picture from my (our) porch a few weeks ago…the leaves are just starting to change. This weekend, I hope you can share the leaves with someone you love, too.