So I know I was posting quite frequently and then I just sort of stopped cold turkey. No reason really, just needed sometime with my thoughts, alone..and now I'm back, well, sort-of... Lately I've had this feeling of well, emptiness. "The joy in my journey" had faded extremely from me from my move to Brandon. Not only did I move further from my Carrollwood friends, I seemed to have moved into a place that was convenient for work, but not much else. So here I am. Here. Work has had its ups and downs and I have felt isolated to say the least from my friends in FL. Last week I even had the fleeting thought of moving back to Michigan as absurd as that sounds, I wanted the feeling of being close to friends again. So what am I going to do? Don't know to be honest. The housing market is looking really good right now but I don't know if I'm up to that challenge again so soon from my failed attempt last year. So we'll wait, and we'll see what's around the bend.

I feel like I'm a shell of my former self and it makes me uneasy. I'm sure at some point I'll bounce back, this I know I can do, just not certain on when. Sometime's it's just hard to keep picking yourself up, dusting yourself off, and moving forward. I know that's life, no guarantees, no promises, but I could use a little help from time to time on this path.

Peace.

I'll spare everyone my thoughts on the outcome of the election as I have been overwhelmed with it at work and from my family. I will say thank you to Mom for being honest about how you feel and being open minded about the future. End of discussion.

 I was hoping that by maybe putting my thoughts down in words that I would find some sort of relief and yet I still feel the same. It has been said that "Fortune favors the bold." And yet, how many times do you have to try and take a stab at meeting new people before you feel that the rejection has become too great that being alone seems to be your only option? Maybe I just need a change of scenery. Maybe I have given up too quickly. Maybe its them, maybe its me. Maybe...

"Language... has created the word "loneliness" to express the pain of being alone. And it has created the word "solitude" to express the glory of being alone."

 Paul Tillich

Nothing like doing a routine inspection and getting electrocuted on the job. Thank God I wasn't holding onto the steel fence otherwise I probably would have been more seriously injured then just a continuous dull pain in my arm. And also thank God it was single phase 120 and not three phase 240 as then I would probably have been knocked on my ass...or worse.

Just found out my mom is getting married on Thursday.

(What do you say to that?)

Climate is what we expect, weather is what we get.
Mark Twain

You have to love a 3 day weekend. Yeah I needed it. Especially after celebrating Blair's Birthday on Thursday. Props to David for throwing a great party for Blair. So this is the big week! Moving on Friday. I'm sure I'll be stressed as hell until I get everything packed/loaded/unloaded/unpacked. But that's just part of the journey. I have had another great weekend. Watched the Opening Ceremonies for the Olympics and that was just awesome! I hope you had a chance to watch it. If not, I'm sure it'll be on Youtube.

I had a great weekend! Saturday was just a personal day. Slept in a little, went to the gym, cleaned out some stuff, and tried not to think about "the move". Went to Georgie's in St Pete that night and saw a few friends and made a few new ones. It was good to get out and just unwind for a bit.  Of course unwinding usually leads into the early morning and the drive home was a pain in the ass but I'd do it again. Sunday was semi-productive. I say semi cause I slept in to about noon. Did some more packing in the late afternoon and decided that a nap was well needed. After that I hung out with my two best friends Chris and Donna over at Jay and Kristin's. Had some pizza, some chocolate cake and an ice cold beer...

Yeah it was a good weekend.

I spent part of tonight going through and organizing my closet in preparation for moving. I found all sorts of treasures. Shirts that I'd forgotten. Khakis from Targhetto- just reminded me of my college days. Dorm t-shirts, Long-sleeved sweatshirts, A&F shirts that I wore to my first gay club in GR. lol Ah yes, those were the days. Thank you Diversons! lol

Looking back, I've come a long ways. Two states, six different addresses, many thousands of miles away from family. And yet, everywhere that I've settled down to start a new beginning, I have always found good people. People you want to call friends. People you want to call neighbors. Good people. My type of people. So in moving, even though its just 15 miles, its a fresh view point. A time to plant new friendships and to watch others grow.

Ah yes. It is the season of change.

So I'm moving to Brandon the 15th of August. I found a great deal on an apt. First floor, w/d hookups, screened in patio, nice sized..It's going to be awesome! I'll be 15 minutes from work. That in its own savings will be tremendous. Just hop on the Crosstown and go. I'll save on average 30 HOURS every month of not being in my car. Yay me! lol

Here's to a new chapter!

Cheers