Brave and Lovely

i am here.

and i have naturally slowed down.

so that i won't miss a minute of it.

the move was not without a day that i was so sad and fearful that i drove back to atlanta. i talked into the wee hours with this sweet dear friend and had lunch with this one until i felt brave enough to come back and really try this.

for the first time ever i am not just a passive person floating along in a vague, misdirected life. i have made an active choice to move here.

i love the house i am staying at until i get my apartment. i am enchanted by my roommates and how accepting they are. i love that i have a connection with a new girlfriend here. i love that everyone in the house contributes and each dinner is slowly made and enjoyed over easy flowing conversations. i love the little organic shop outside my work and the views that make me swoon. i love that i have met the nicest boy ever. i feel like we have met on a soul level. a natural connection.

so much more to tell. so much more inside me. but for now i am just letting the thoughts and feelings swirl inside my head and my heart.