Been in Portland for about five days now... This is the first day I've done no unpacking though there is more to do. I'm not sure if it's being older, living on the other side of town, or what... but it feels very different. I've been happy but having some anxiety about it. My neighbors are friendly and that freaks me out. I guess I was enjoying being unfriendly... I'm confused. I'm trying to catch up with old friends but it's a strange thing to be doing... strange.
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legman:
friendly people? go figure!
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absolutelyzero:
I think it's a normal reaction. The same thing happened to me, except there weren't many nice people. Can't wait until I crawl myself back into town oh boy.