The Movin’ Blues

August 2, 2007 - 11:31 AM by Stephanie

This one came sort of ’round the bend and over the fence via one blogger who knew another blogger who linked to the latter but both of their situations tie in and yabbadee yabbadee yabbadee, take a large breath.

J. over at Nun Bet recently departed Israel for the sometimes-greener/maybe not so green/well at least shopping is fun grass of North Carolina.

Now I don’t care if you’re J. or J.J. or J. O’Shea (I feel like Dr. Seuss over here), if you have moved cross country or across the pond there are bound to be uncomfortable moments. Those times when you pine for your old pals, your favorite neighborhood cafe, the friendly guy at the dry cleaners, your next door neighbor who made too much noise but also helped you fix your leaky sink when cash supply wasn’t flowing.

Nun, feeling a bit low, linked to his friend xtaNor who blogged about feeling out of sorts after a move from N. Carolina to Oregon.

it’s starting to hit me. the magnitude of what i’ve done.

the excitement has carried me a long way, really. but now that my apartment is starting to come together and i’m beginning to get the hang of the job, there’s some free time at the end of each night that lends itself to loneliness.

i get out a bit. grocery store, shopping mall. an occasional dinner out. and those are good things. but still, at the end of the night i’m here by myself in a new town where i hardly know a soul…

The rest is here and worth a read.

Transplants out there, I KNOW you can relate. Ouch!

While on the subject of Dr. Seuss, might I suggest to Nun Bet et al that you either dust off your copy of Oh, The Places You’ll Go or RUN out to get a copy if you don’t have one?

Fare all of thee well. Amen.

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