So, I'd told myself that once I actually got a chance to write, that I'd make sure it was worth it. I'd planned to talk about how much has changed in these last three months since I've moved from suburban L.A. to suburban Chicago.
So, of course, once that moment arrives, allowing me to spew eloquence, to flow forth with nothing but text gold...I come up with nothing. Nada.
One thin I do have going for me is that work is starting to feel less and less foreign, which is good. I've always been a quick learner, but for whatever reason it's felt so sloooooow this time. I don't know, maybe I'm just expecting too much out of myself, not cutting myself any slack. All I know is that it feels good to be getting things down.
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