Story time

The thing about moving to a new place, is that you lose history. You lose people that share memories with you. You lose places that comfort you, favorite places to eat, things like that. I have relocated recently. I have also lost touch with my best friend, and just broke up with a long time boyfriend. Man, when it rains....
I've come to the point that the bittersweet feelings are setting in. I'm not overwhelmed by the loneliness, or even really just the missing part, but the part where I'm thankful for the times it was good. I'm re reading my favorite book, something I do about twice a year. First on the list is Border Music. It's an incredible book. It's about taking advantage of rare opportunities, and sometimes having nothing but the memories left. I HIGHLY recommend at least buying a used copy. Other books by Robert James Waller are much the same, not always a happy ending, but certainly well worth the trip.
Another busy weekend is on the way, working many hours and getting to have dinner with, and introduce my favorite artist, Pat Green. It's kinda sad, because the people in my life that I have loved the most would have been at this show, partying and singing along.