Wherever you go, there you are

Didn't Mr. Brady say that in that Brady movie? What was Mr. Brady's name? Carol and.. Mike! Yeah.. Mike Brady said that.

It's true though. So I'm here in Clearwater, FL. A mile from the beach.. where I've wanted to be since that first infamous visit back in 2000. It really is great. I don't have that constant undercurrent of discontentment. But what I am having to learn is that it's up to me to make myself happy. The new job has taken care of a good deal of that. It's made me feel a lot more settled here, as does having met a lot of people around here on my own. It was nice yesterday when, after I'd missed the bus downtown.. my friend happened to call and I mentioned I was pissed off cos I was now gonna have to walk a mile and a half home as I'd also done the previous day. She jumped in her car, was there to pick me up walking down S. Ft. Harrison in less than about two minutes.. and another two minutes later I was home, walking Uma and talking to the 5 or 6 people here I know who were all congregated outside walking their dogs as well. Knowing I have people here nearby I can go to when I need to vent.. or knowing I can walk down to the water and likely see any of the handful of people I've met down there. It's nice not feeling so damn isolated as I always have everywhere else. I'm surrounded by people constantly and it's great. I have my apartment I can go to for retreat when I need to, but any more than a couple of hours of alone time there is plenty.