The important thing is, I'm meeting new people

I never thought that I would grow to love gray and rainy days. It makes such a difference, living in a place where gray and/or rainy is not the default. But when you live in a place where sunny and hot is the default, it’s a little like too much candy sometimes.

Things have been great lately, and that’s not just my post-Paul Thomas Anderson-encounter high that’s speaking.

I finally realized my quitting fantasies, spent a week at the beach, and now I work downtown and it’s kinda the best. I’m watching lots of movies, I’m going to sign up for the Austin Film Society, and I’m back in ballet classes. My best friend is coming to visit on October 31st, and we are going to see Master Pancake take on Halloween.

I’m trying to be more social lately; branching out, if you will, and it’s been going well. I think I’m making the effort to hang out with people, an effort that I should have made with more vigor when we first moved here. 

I like to think that Austin itself is the main factor in banishing what was once some serious fucking depression, but I guess it’s probably just as much some good ol self-direction. But a great place to live certainly helps. It’s tough to know that that’s there and it could come knocking at any time, but I feel better prepared to deal with it.

And at least I’ll have fab hair when it does (I got a body wave!).