Static

After living somewhere else, to come back here is depressing. I am thrilled to see my family and friends. I am happy to have some time to relax, to ignore the day-to-day madness for a while.

But nothing ever changes. Not in a comforting, feeling-of-home sort of way-- I love that things never change in that sense. I mean in the maddeningly oppressive sense.

Photo from Super Scholar

Norfolk has always been that way.

Lego City Anniversary

Today is February 3. One year ago today, I moved to San Diego. I can't believe it's been an entire year already, because in many ways it feels like it hasn't even been half that long.
In other ways, it seems like it has been far longer. There has been a lot of stress the past 2-3 months of it, which makes many days drag on and on and on...

I've formed many strong, valuable friendships. I've seen and done plenty of things that I couldn't have even begun to dream of in Virginia.

And in about a week, I should find out for certain whether or not I will still be here next year this time.
Happy anniversary, lego city. May I have many more.