Leaving a city: after two weeks
Maybe the nostalgia stems from my previous time in this house and brief acquaintances with my sister's friends, but moving her things out of her house has me feeling somewhat... sad. Sentimental, at least. The style of socializing around here has an edge to it: a good edge. My sister's drinking buddies, some of whom are genuine friends, tend to have extremely appealing and outgoing personalities. They also tend to love animals and kids. A night of drinking has excitement in it, the company of very quick, attentive, observant characters with thrill-seeking habits.
My friend networks are sorely missed. But these cats are awesome too. It's too bad geography is what it is and I can't be a fighter groupie/hanger-on while keeping my preferred location and intellectual friendworks.
Well. C'est la vie. I have a fridge to finish cleaning. We're supposed to be out of here by tomorrow.
My friend networks are sorely missed. But these cats are awesome too. It's too bad geography is what it is and I can't be a fighter groupie/hanger-on while keeping my preferred location and intellectual friendworks.
Well. C'est la vie. I have a fridge to finish cleaning. We're supposed to be out of here by tomorrow.