Portland may be played out.
This will be the first LJ post this year that doesn't focus on Kristina. Everything is still good there. Three weeks from this moment I will be in Russia sitting across from her in a restaurant or walking around the zoo.
This is a self-pity, whinefest about how unhappy I'm becoming. It's been almost ten years since I moved to Portland. The first 8.5 years were great. I had a constant stream of friends and adventures. Hiking, camping, kayaking, marathons, drinking, drinking, and more drinking.
But the past year I'm feeling increasingly isolated and frustrated. I have no family here. I know a lot of people, but suddenly it seems like I can't maintain close friendships. Instead of having a couple social opportunities each week, I'm doing good to have two social opportunities in a month. And when I do get a chance to be social, I feel like I'm out of practice. I'm not sure if I know how to relate to people on a personal level anymore.
Everything is good with work. I'm doing good work, getting paid well, my job is safe, and I like my co-workers well enough. I enjoy working more than weekends. There are some Friday afternoons where I feel angtsy because I'm worried about being bored for two days (talk about FWP).
Whatever happens in Russia, I have to make some decisions this year. I want to be able to look back and think that I led an interesting life. It hasn't been very interesting lately.
This is a self-pity, whinefest about how unhappy I'm becoming. It's been almost ten years since I moved to Portland. The first 8.5 years were great. I had a constant stream of friends and adventures. Hiking, camping, kayaking, marathons, drinking, drinking, and more drinking.
But the past year I'm feeling increasingly isolated and frustrated. I have no family here. I know a lot of people, but suddenly it seems like I can't maintain close friendships. Instead of having a couple social opportunities each week, I'm doing good to have two social opportunities in a month. And when I do get a chance to be social, I feel like I'm out of practice. I'm not sure if I know how to relate to people on a personal level anymore.
Everything is good with work. I'm doing good work, getting paid well, my job is safe, and I like my co-workers well enough. I enjoy working more than weekends. There are some Friday afternoons where I feel angtsy because I'm worried about being bored for two days (talk about FWP).
Whatever happens in Russia, I have to make some decisions this year. I want to be able to look back and think that I led an interesting life. It hasn't been very interesting lately.
