Wake up. Calls/Emails/Blogs. Apts, Research wedding stuff. Lunch with boy. Siesta. Work-out.

Repeated with tiny variations of Tennis, Biking, swimming and long drawn out discussions and excel dominated wedding talks with boy.

And of courses, work.

That's what life has become.

Filled with activity that centers around dreams and love.

There is such a diff between Life in smalltown & Life here

I feared then that the boy and I would spiral downward and that the loneliness would crush us and we would forever be separated. And life seemed so uninspiring.
I remember driving to my much beloved workplace one day and being unable to get out of the car in the parking spot because life & work seemed so pointless.
There is something to be said about living in the middle of the country where the winters were never completely snow filled and the summers were harsh. And every conceivable activity needed a commitment of driving over 2 hours and a long weekend.

And now, despite fact that boy & I have one tiny room to eat/sleep/watch TV in, life seems to hold so much more potential. And every weekend seems to be filled with joy and bustle.