I debate how much to say about what is going on behind the scenes here. Yesterday's post was more effusive than usual. I don't intend for this project to become my confessional but sometimes I see my eye being steered by my heart, which, for better or for worse, is a bit of an emotional dumpster at the moment.
I uprooted and upended a lot of things to get to where I've come. The point was to solve a problem – my happiness. I think I succeeded there. I am happier than I've been at least since college, and at that, probably the happiest I've ever been.
But there was also a second problem that I had before, have still, and probably will for a while to come, namely loneliness. It was why I chose this place, come to a city full of incredibly lonely people, where I'd feel like there was the chance to do something about it. That chance is still there of course but in the interim it wears heavily.