again
Moved again.
Still feel like a squatter. This is the third place in two months where the walls are bare and I’m sleeping with boxes surrounding the mattress I have laid out on the floor.
I moved to Brampton. It was the plan after leaving Ottawa. I’m here looking for a retail job until something in my field comes my way. But thoughts of regret plague me as I set up home in a new location. ‘I should still be in Ottawa with Tim.’ I for once felt I belonged, and I just needed to get life sorted out there then I would have been more content. If I didn’t have plans to leave I don’t think I would have.
But I left and I’m homesick for a house that I barely lived in. I miss a man I barely know, and I long for the Desperate Housewives livestyle I had for a month.
But it’ll fade and as soon as I get this lifestyle figured out, I’ll be content. It’s just easier to be lonely when someone else is around.
posted by ~ martha ~ at 11:07 a.m.
2 Comments:
I hate moving, I can't believe you've done it so much. Hang in there!
Look for jobs where Tim is and where you are. That way, maybe you could move back if something worked out in Ottowa.
BTW I met someone in class who told me that his aunt works in environmental science up in Canada through the govt. I'm going to ask him about that and pass anything I find out to you. I would have already, but we had to pay attention to the professor.
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