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    I’m back there again. Lonely. Moving to a new city always does this to me eventually. I go through a cycle:

    • Adrenaline rush of new place, which will be better than old place because it has more/better x, y or z.
    • “Oh shit!” realization that new apt/house will require all sorts of new purchases (this is followed by happy shopping dance and much later by sad credit-card-balance shuffle).
    • Decorate, explore new neighborhood and generally do nesting activities.
    • Get house in good enough shape to entertain.
    • Realize I don’t know enough people to host a coffee klatch, let alone a cocktail party. Too bad, since I’ve turned the front room into a lounge/bar area.
    • Pout about not knowing anyone.(I’m currently in this stage. Can ya tell?)
    • Call/DM/text/e-mail friends in other cities to assure myself that I am not a total reject.
    • Wait for calls/DMs/texts/e-mails to be returned.
    • Get over my self pity, go out and meet people.

    Maybe I can skip ahead a few paces this time. Nothing personal, Lonely. I just don’t want to share the road with you for very long.

    Image: “Lonely” by Crystyl

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