OK, so I’m not moving. Nobody wants me to, and frankly it’s probably too much trouble. I do want to pimp out this space a bit more, though, so don’t be alarmed by changes. I don’t have a whole lot to report right now. An ex-boyfriend has re-appeared in my life through facebook and other technological marvels, which has gotten me thinking about how nowadays it feels almost impossible to escape my past. Is the universe putting this man back into my life for a reason, or this just a random thing? It’s kind of flattering to have someone thinking that somehow I can solve his problems. But the truth is I have no answers for myself, so I certainly have no answers for him.
Lots of big questions swirling around in my head these days. Am I really lonely, or simply going through a period of readjustment now that I’m settled into my career? In being such an introvert, have I created a situation that makes forming new friendships impossible? What part of town can I reasonably afford to move to once my lease is up in May? Will I really get my credit cards paid off this year? Should I look for a therapist? Is the hottie in the social studies department aware of my existence? For a while at the beginning of the school year, teaching was kicking my ass to the point where I didn’t have the energy to ponder these and other assorted mysteries. Now that I’m in better shape, my mind appears to be trying to make up for lost time. How do I get out of my head? Everything I try seems to pull me deeper into it.
Enough pondering, though. All is well, and all will be ok.
