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Still adjusting at best.

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For the most part of the day, I didn’t leave the house. It was forecasted rain, but the rain was held at bay. Still, the chilly winds were about. I talk about the weather because this is somewhat ordinary of San Jose weather [I think or so I remember]. I’ve also noticed that it’s getting cold here at night. This weather, the coming of autumn, and this old Victorian house makes a bad mixture [at least for an adjusting SoCal student].

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Uncanny Friendship

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After so many years away, I come back, and we can kick it off again. I’m referring to my high school friends whom I haven’t seen in ages. We met up for an after dinner drink [yes, on a Wednesday]. I only had one, just to loosen up a bit from being stiff and tired from working all day. [I note this, because I’m controlling my alcohol intake – partly for health reasons, and partly so I don’t mess myself up anymore. After all, I am my own worst enemy]. That I’m interested in what goes on in their lives and I’m genuinely concerned about their troubles proves that friendship is like fine wine; it only gets better. This sentiment is hopeful when thinking of my SoCal friends [and I do think of you all often].

One of my adolescent aspirations was to build life long friendships that covered the expanse of the globe. My wish was to have a couch to crash on in the major cities of the world if ever there was a need or a travel opportunity. It’s good to know I have said couches in LA and the OC. I miss you all…

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