I guess it's time to start writing again. Again, this could be good or bad. I think it's good though. At least it's a creative outlet. :) After living in Port Saint Lucie, FL for four years, I have moved out on my own in my own place... a little duplex in Cocoa, FL. It's different.
I've lived with other people since October 31, 2003. That's when Rob and I got our place in Orlando. I've not lived alone for almost 9 years, and the silence is a bit deafening. My friends keep telling me things like, "You'll get used to it." "You'll make new friends." "You've earned the rest." "We're just a phone call away."
Those words are appreciated, don't get me wrong. And I know I've said those words to others just as honestly and with as much goodwill as they. Doesn't change much though. The only thing that did get me going was a good friend who had the guts to say, "You chose this, you know. I didn't have anyone there for me when I started living on my own either."
It felt, initially, like a rebuke. Like I wasn't there for her when she needed me. Not saying I don't deserve one... but who likes rebukes... even if we do deserve them? Over the past half-hour I've changed my mind about it. She's one of the few that won't come to my self-created pity parties. She helped clear the fog that I was in.
At any rate, quick update... more to come. I started working for a new company, run by someone I used to work for years ago. I work from home, which is good and bad... those of you who work from home know what I'm talking about. I'm also hoping that, given enough time, I can actually start revisiting my creative outlets of music again. I've started to make a few tentative steps back out into that arena. I'll close this entry with an example of that. Here's a remix I made of David Guetta's "Sexy Bitch."
Peace,
Jenna
