One fine day

Ever since I moved into my little casa in waterbell last year, I feel like I'm hearing and feeling a new rhythm in my life, just like a favorite song, and it's exactly the one I was always looking for. Living in this house, I often pinch myself that I am exactly the picture of what I ever wanted to be when I grew up (minus the twenty pets I always daydreamed I'd have...no llamas yet). My home and my surroundings are comforting and simplified. And if I want a dark blue bedroom with a red door where I can sit on the bed and write in my journal, I'll just paint myself a dark blue room with a red door (where I am now sitting on the bed and writing in my journal).

Today was a snow day from work and with very few urgencies weighing on me at the moment, I just read my new project, To Kill a Mockingbird and followed up on loose end emails. To that end, I realized I haven't had a chance to blog since January.

Days have been full and are flying by quickly, but it's actually been the opposite of busy. I have been relaxing, strolling, listening, and taking life at a much slower pace since the first of the year. 

One of the best experiences of last year was a surprise reunion at Thanksgiving with one of my close friends from highschool, José.  I wasn't expecting to start a relationship after just packing up from Colorado last year, but after José visited Boston, we both realized that we were just the piece that's been missing from each other's lives. He took a chance and moved up to Boston over New Year's weekend and we're really enjoying living here together, turning over a new leaf.