been so long since i've seen you here
A million things have changed, many for the better. I haven't really felt the need to write here, it wasn't really filling the need of venting I had inside. But all of my stuff is in random boxes and I can't find my journal. So here we are.
Georgia is nice. We've met a lot of people in the neighbor hood, young southern couples with kids, some without, most are married... its a little surreal. I'm not sure if I'm ready to be a legitimate grown up, although I am mentally aged (most of the time). I see all of my friends living summer lives, and I'm in the suburbia lifestyle, complete with mortgage etc. It's so weird, and it hasn't stuck yet.
I also don't have a job, and it is literally driving me insane. I hate being unemployed with no real source of income besides Jon. It sucks.
Good things: my appetite is supressed... no more pigging out b/c of the heat
But I really need to start working out again.
I feel myself getting a little depressed, because this is such a beautiful, beautiful city, and I have no one to share it with on the level that I want. I want to roam the streets and wander into little shops and off the wall places, art studios, taking pictures of gorgeous trees and the FABULOUS houses (and by houses I mean old beautiful amazing mansions lining the streets). Jon is gone all day, and I'm here alone, feeling low. And I get in those states and I just dont feel like doing anything.
This is all just temporary...
right?
I do like it here, and I am glad I came. Its only been a few weeks.
give it time
give it time
Georgia is nice. We've met a lot of people in the neighbor hood, young southern couples with kids, some without, most are married... its a little surreal. I'm not sure if I'm ready to be a legitimate grown up, although I am mentally aged (most of the time). I see all of my friends living summer lives, and I'm in the suburbia lifestyle, complete with mortgage etc. It's so weird, and it hasn't stuck yet.
I also don't have a job, and it is literally driving me insane. I hate being unemployed with no real source of income besides Jon. It sucks.
Good things: my appetite is supressed... no more pigging out b/c of the heat
But I really need to start working out again.
I feel myself getting a little depressed, because this is such a beautiful, beautiful city, and I have no one to share it with on the level that I want. I want to roam the streets and wander into little shops and off the wall places, art studios, taking pictures of gorgeous trees and the FABULOUS houses (and by houses I mean old beautiful amazing mansions lining the streets). Jon is gone all day, and I'm here alone, feeling low. And I get in those states and I just dont feel like doing anything.
This is all just temporary...
right?
I do like it here, and I am glad I came. Its only been a few weeks.
give it time
give it time