Down in Africa...

Moving to New Haven wasn't difficult, not like college anyway. The transition was smooth, and this area feels like home now (whereas college life was an ongoing state of abruptness... though enormously fun, it was like a giant time warp, or a four year state of limbo while I attempted to determine some form of direction in life). So now I'm here and feel like I'm livin' instead of waiting and expecting. It's a nice thing. That being said, I haven't really had to say any big goodbyes in awhile. Even friends that are out in Oregon and Canada...all it takes is a phone call and the word "vacation" and BAM...we're hangin out. But this weekend I traversed to Lancaster to bid a 2 year farewell to a friend entering the peace corps. 2 years in South Africa. wow. It's wierd to try and say "see ya in 2 years". We might try to visit, but that's really not certain. hrm. It was a good weekend though...one of those reminiscing about days gone by type gatherings. It's cool to think about where we'll be in 2 years when she returns. Regardless, I think a Bonnaroo reunion may have to be in store. :o)