I don't have anything profound to say, and I have only 9 minutes on this library computer to do so. I am now computer-less, bed-less, and job-less in Denver. It is a mile high. You are not.
Even though I am missing many things that make my life comfortable and livable, I am happy to be here. My house has an amazing backyard with raspberry bushes, twinkle lights, swiss chard and tomatoes in the garden, and hardwood floors. My neighborhood is full of Latino and Asian grocery stores and restaurants. I am looking for jobs and setting up house. And often, I have to remind myself that I live here now, that this is not some weird crazy vacation I signed up for.
Yesterday I was using our beautiful looks like it was ripped from the page of a home improvement magazine bathroom, and I realized that some day in the near future this will all feel normal and routine. Right now I desperately wish for a routine of some kind, but I think there is also something great about not having one. I am more aware of my surroundings and my feelings than normal, because I have nothing to do but pay attention. So, until I have a job and a routine, I will notice. That's about all I can do these days.