so… yes.. i am now very new to the rtp area. working in rtp proper.. and found a roommate situation in creedmoor until my hickoryHouse sells.
hickoryHouse.. and its place in my life has evolved into a quaint weekend b&b getaway of sorts.. a comfortable, peaceful, well-appointed sanctuary awaiting my arrival at the end of an exhausting week of being grateful to be employed.
i remain settling into the new job and have not had time for much beyond basic survival… not even a yoga class ; ( so.. when people ask me how i like raleigh and insert their own comment on how great it is.. i regret that i honestly have nothing except traffic, the occasional chipotle and several requisite work-related dinner outings and off-site meeting hotels to comment on… i always feel the brief silence during my hesitation is noticeable…. i really just need to either dish out some pre-formatted response…. or avoid mentioning that i’m not from here/there/wherever the hell i am now all together ; )
as far as “i” go… i am challenged and terrified and surprised and grateful and struggling and hopeful.. and trying so hard to not miss ‘it’… as every day runs by me as though we’re traveling in opposite directions. my personal velocity in this time/space continuum has slowed to a noticeable wtf degree….
so…… am being gentle with myself…. here… perpetually caught somewhere in between home, hickory and here.
