No Time For Loneliness
"You feeling lonely there, or are you meeting people / just don't care?"
"No, and yes" I said. That was the shortest, most-direct answer. Of course I miss having routine relations with the people I enjoyed in Michigan, but I am not lonely. Removing Sunday nights at Lu's and every "hey, we're at _______ if you wanna' come out" text was a sacrifice that I chose to make and would make again, so even if I ever felt lonely here, there's no chance in a million years that I'd ever admit it.
There was one day in the middle of setting up my new apartment and starting at my new job where I would have enjoyed some company and had no one to drink with. One day! But I didn't fret and I didn't reach out, for I knew going to work would fix things. Meeting people is easy in the restaurant industry, for starters. Secondly, and perhaps more importantly, it's imperative that I start earning money after taking a month off of work. I'm paying almost twice as much rent as I used to, and I'm making less than half as much money. My financial situation is more pressing than my social situation (or lack thereof). Adjustments are in order.
The longer I go without close friends, the better it is for my career. Each shift is an opportunity to get out of my apartment and build relationships with the locals while earning money, so I find myself looking forward to work in a way I never have before moving to Oregon. Being a stranger in a strange land suits me well, I think. My situation provides an advantageous excitement. I intend to nourish it as well as utilize it.
"No, and yes" I said. That was the shortest, most-direct answer. Of course I miss having routine relations with the people I enjoyed in Michigan, but I am not lonely. Removing Sunday nights at Lu's and every "hey, we're at _______ if you wanna' come out" text was a sacrifice that I chose to make and would make again, so even if I ever felt lonely here, there's no chance in a million years that I'd ever admit it.
There was one day in the middle of setting up my new apartment and starting at my new job where I would have enjoyed some company and had no one to drink with. One day! But I didn't fret and I didn't reach out, for I knew going to work would fix things. Meeting people is easy in the restaurant industry, for starters. Secondly, and perhaps more importantly, it's imperative that I start earning money after taking a month off of work. I'm paying almost twice as much rent as I used to, and I'm making less than half as much money. My financial situation is more pressing than my social situation (or lack thereof). Adjustments are in order.
The longer I go without close friends, the better it is for my career. Each shift is an opportunity to get out of my apartment and build relationships with the locals while earning money, so I find myself looking forward to work in a way I never have before moving to Oregon. Being a stranger in a strange land suits me well, I think. My situation provides an advantageous excitement. I intend to nourish it as well as utilize it.