A funny thing happened when I came home from my visit to NJ last September. I began missing the NYC/Philly metro area. The odd thing is that I did not miss it this much when we moved here. I am the one who wanted to move to FL, I really do love it here (we live in a post card), and I don't think I want to move back (Besides, the boys love it here). Still, I miss my friends, the ease of finding just about anything locally (more or less), museums, yarn shops, and, perhaps, most of all, people. Sometimes, I feel so constrained here. Politics & religion, two of my favorite subjects, are so intertwined. While outwardly very polite (which I love), intolerance is rampant. Nuance is not appreciated. The need to watch what I say, & how I say it is starting to hurt. Up North, I was teased for being too "nice" ("Your not from around here are you?"), here my brashness is off-putting (You're not from around here are you?"). So, to hell with them, right? Just be yourself and let the chips fall where they may. That works a lot better in theory than in execution. I guess the bottom line is that I am feeling lonely.
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