Jun 19, 2009 00:05
I was trying to count my blessings today and realized that I have gotten quite at home in San Diego. I have a hairdresser I love, and a nail lady. A local bar where the girl knows my name. I have favorite grocery stores, laundromats, cafes, dessert boutiques, etc. and I am quite comfortable. I have bowling nights on Mondays and board game nights on Thursdays with people who I enjoy seeing on a weekly basis. There is more than this that I thought of, but it really surprised me to realize how at home I am now. I am quite comfortable.
I imagine getting to know other places like this...and I think of how it feels to visit Orange County or up north now and know at least some places, or old places. It's nice to gather these experiences, but I was wondering where I might settle someday, as I hate moving. Oh. I have a wonderful counselor here, and a mechanic, and a favorite cheese shop. Hah! I need to look into farmers markets and stuff. But yeah...I'm home once again. And yet I feel at home in OC too and will visit this weekend and get to enjoy that too. I am surprisingly happy.
I met someone and am confronted with the usual dilemma, yet suddenly from a slightly new and different angle than before and I do not know how to proceed. I have never been so independent and busy in some ways, but I am always clingy and suffer from all kinds of anxiety in relationships. I need to "take it slow" yet I don't know how. I am afraid that if I force myself to go too slow it will slip away; that has never been a problem before and I'm curious to know what he would do. I don't know what to do. I am confused.