The experiences and exploits of a college grad trying to make it in the "real world:" leaving school and friends in New England, moving south, and living with her boyfriend. Watch as I pretend to be an adult.
It's a weird feeling- I feel that, living with Elija, I'm never alone. He's here when I wake up, he's here when I go to sleep...and in a lot of ways that is very, very comforting. The last couple years have been a bit tumultous, and it's really nice to have some stability. I love the warm fuzzy feeling I get when I come home to him. I love our traditional Friday "date night" and the little rituals we've created- going to the farmers market, eating dinner, driving in to work together. It's wonderful.
At the same time, I don't have any close girlfriends here, and that definately leaves a bit of a hole. It helps that I stay in very close contact with my girls up north- I talk to the chicas daily, Karen a bit more sporadically, but generally weekly, and I get in touch with Laurie every couple weeks. We see each other in person every six months or so, and I definately hope that continues.
But I miss a lot of the perks of having "local" girlfriends. So, as I said, it's a wierd feeling- To be so close with someone, and spend so little time "alone" but still feel a bit lonely for the company of others.
Which brings me right back around to my first point- I can't wait to get up to Boston!
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