I can’t believe it’s been over two years since I wrote here. I guess, after where I left it, nothing else seemed to matter. i miss maura all the time, so incredibly hard. Megan is the only person in my everyday life who understands. Of course our old friends know exactly how I feel, but it’s weird to think that none of my NYC friends know who she is, Megan only knows because I talked about her all the time, and was there when I got the call. The demarcations between old and new, I feel, are drawn by this.
I didn’t start typing in here to be that kind of entry, so I’ll cut it short.
I’m doing really well in Brooklyn. Megan and I have been together for 3 years, I’ve been gainfully employed in IT for over 2 of those years, and I’m quite happy. It took a while to settle down, but I’m getting there. I’m not as lost, lonely, or confused as the days when I had to write here every day- as a way to sort out how I felt, and as a way of getting input on how maybe I should feel. I’m more secure, stable, content.
I’m still around- email is best, phone calls are OK too, and if you’re ever in NYC and want to get a cup of coffee, I’d love to see you again.
Hope you’re well. Goodbye!
