(Original entry written: 6/15/2013, 2:30am)
An interesting life change... At 43 I ended a relationship of 6 years at 2012's end, got laid off from my job which was even more heartbreaking, so this girl gave all her shit away and moved out of Denver in April 2013, to the beach. More specifically, I moved to Carolina Beach, NC into a small cottage apartment building named Blue Skies.
On 6/14 I moved out of my best friend's house where I spent a month and a half prior to the beach move. I moved away from brushing my teeth with Little Man, who is 7. Moved away from pre-pre-teen, gorgeous and sassy Freya, who is 10 going on 18. And, I moved from away from my amazing best friend: my opposite, my balance. She doesn't even know how amazing she really is to tell you the truth. So 6/14 was kind of a weird day.
That day in June I was introduced to a completely different way of life. But briefly. Too much "normal" got in the way. Move Fatigue. Moving Guy-waiting. So we haven't *really* been able to get initially acquainted, The Beach and me.
So who I met, and what I've learned thus far:
1) 1 grumpy, cigarette-smoking, photographer neighbor
2) 2 really friendly neighbors, opposite in gender and in age, same enthusiasm (it's kinda funny)
3) Waves in the night might just be the answer to my insomnia.
4) I cannot escape the word Ma'am in the south. Not even at the beach.
5) without electricity coolers really do RULE the school
and
6) i can't remember what 6 is. It's 2:46 am.
Tomorrow has to be another normal day but I will introduce myself to the Shuckin' Shack at some point. For now it's just me and a VERY empty apartment.
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