Let me feel it out, go get my headphones, put something on, and see if I can just rock the keyboard for a little bit, since it’s only six o’clock. So I go on my Tapers Section app and see today in Grateful Dead, and there’s a 4.5-star show from 1968, so I play it from the top and see where the typing goes.
I’m alone in this big apartment. I am supposed to have roommates, but I’ve yet to meet them so that I can get the WiFi information. Very important. Also, I am hoping they are cool, but if they’re never going to be home, that works perfectly. I think I’m kind of a homebody; I like my little comfort zone. I’m sure I’ll take adventures when I’m ready, but now I’m just trying to take it in: I have a place now. Home. The whole concept of home, something I’ve been seeking for over a year, and now I have it. I better not mess it up.
Wow, I had written about that ‘No Direction Home’ trip months ago, and now here I am, home. I’m very comfortable in my pajamas, eating my favorite candy.
There’s a funny thing about putting yourself out there on the internet like I do, and it’s that anyone can read it, and you never know who. This time it was my first “real” (as real as 7th grade love is) girlfriend Sarah, whom I dated for what I think was all of 7th grade. She was so supportive and even bought me 10 coffees right as I was making the move here. Wow, that’s incredible. She said she had seen the film I was in and everything. You couldn’t intend that kind of audience response if you tried. That warmed my heart when I woke up to it this morning.
That’s it, man, I’m a love puddle right now. It’s great.
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