Killing Time at 3AM

I’m here. I’m moved in and for the most part unpacked. I just need to make the finishing touches and I can take pictures to reveal my masterpiece.

I’m scared. I’m scared shitless. Not so much about not making friends not about being alone.

I miss him. Although I’ll never let him know and never fully admit how much he does mean to me.

I watched my two “feel good movies” recently. One makes me feel empowered and the other makes me feel loved. Both make me miss my loved ones out west.

Curious about what the humidity will do to my hair.

I wish my besties were here.

My first day alone in here went really well. I really do enjoy having my own place.

I’m the only single person on my staff. That felt weird. it seems like a majority of people in my cohort are in serious relationships. I’m still very happy being single but for the first time I felt not so much ashamed but singled out for being single.

I’m excited to go out with my new peers this Saturday. Even more excited to get my pictures up and take pictures of the finished product. I have the day off on Sunday so I will finish up decorating, take pictures around campus, and do some exploring.

The Friend (my soulmate) and I talked about him coming to visit me today. Now I can’t sleep because I can’t get him out of my head. Well him and someone else but I’m still not ready to admit that one.

Also one of my besties is going to try to come up here for Thanksgiving! I am going to be praying for this and for her to find the money to make it happen.

Another one of my long time best friends also mentioned he would like to come see me in the fall.

I have a lot of potential visitors. Here’s hoping it actually happens.