Having a man in your life that works 9-5 must be a wonderful luxury. In my world I must live with the instability that comes with dating a man who works different shifts. I spent the late afternoon and into evening being comforted by my friends; Carrie, Samantha, Miranda, and Charlotte. I found myself discussing options of the day with my roommates; Jackson and Darcy. Much to their dismay, I have wandered to the posh dinner spot of Glen Allen...the Panera Bread. I am comforted by Broccoli and Cheese Soup and a dry Greek Salad. I feel as I should be out and about, but all of my close friends are far, far, away. Those that are close are preoccupied with family, tragedy, loved ones, and work. I find myself dreaming of wandering the streets of Erlangen and Nuremberg, wishing I could be back there. Even when I was alone, I never felt alone. I feel it now. I don't want to push myself on my friends, but I think its time I start making more local friends. I had plenty in high school, an extreme plethera of them in college- I never had to worry about who to be with- I was booked. But right now. I've never been to a restaurant alone. Though, I am quite pleased with free internet. No cable and No internet at the condo right now. I don't feel comfortable with that yet, since my man isn't pulling in a lot of cash.
dreaming of streets of a big city.
