I'm Feeling a Gloomy Post

I usually prefer to tell stories in this space, but unfortunately there aren't too many stories to tell. I remember moments when I thought, "Aha, that is a wonderfully blog-worthy thing to record," but my brain is tired now.

Last night was a weird night - my pal from Teaneck drove away down Brown while we waved from the front step and Brandon asked, "Do you think we'll ever see our pal again?" (dramatic, yes?) In my strange and anxious mood I grumbled no, not for a while at least.

It's been a bizarre season, realizing that we've stayed in one place for so long that now we've actually watched people come and go. Before, we've always been the ones coming and going. This has left me feeling very restless - not just watching others move on to new things, but realizing that I miss not moving on as well.

When you combine this strange feeling of stagnation with Brandon's barely part-time job right now, we are becoming quickly and wholly dissatisfied with staying in Athens any longer. The options for change, however, are overwhelming, so we just kind of stare at each other looking lost whenever one of us brings up the subject of moving.