Fancy Pants

I Gave Up On You

I just recently moved to Chicago. Every time I move somewhere new, I start this weird depression thing all over again which in reality is lonliness and a feeling that looks like not ever doing anything productive. It always works out for the best and I find my ground and I find people and get happy... but starting all over again again... is exhausting. Instead of just feeling those feelings, I am anticipating feeling those feelings. Waiting is a bitch.

I moved here to be with Chris... duh. So that part is really great... I am just waiting for him to get sick of me and realize how extremely lazy I actually am.

Have you seen the new Front Room? I have. Umm maybe you should decide for your self. I actually went to Athens to tie up some lose ends and received the enourmous blessing of working at the Coffee Cup for a couple of days. I don't know if you have ever served, but it gives you this really satisfying feeling knowing that you have the power to give someone exactly what they want. Serving is a high. It makes you arrogant. In the same way that Starbucks does. Also when I was in Athens I canceled my car insurance... woohoo without a car again! Back to the FR thing... I went in to the new Baker Center to find Tim Hogan and as I was climbing up the escalator I saw a familiar face ahead of me. It was really that face that you wish could always welcome you back to Athens. Of course he smiled real big like, waved and said goodbye to his friends so he could greet me at the end of the ascent. Jim Harris hugged me and escorted me to the Froom and I mostly just furrowed my brow until I saw Patti McSteen and David Urano sitting close to the fireplace. It's not the same of course, but it didn't even carry the same feel. It lost its soul... so much for letting you judge. If you like clean, well lit, pretty-ish places... you might like it.

Umm so, I don't know that anyone reads this and I know that my friends in Akron definitely do not know that this page exists, but this is my tribute to them.

I am afraid to call the people I just left because I am afraid that I grew more attatched to them than they to me. I miss the people of Akron right now... and maybe even the city. I love you all.

posted by Sweet T @ 9:30 PM