My Goodness.

I have this habit of claiming that my life is boring.

Maybe it is.

It's all relative, there is no undeniable answer to whether it is or isn't. A matter of opinion is not a fact. Whether my life is, in fact, a bore or not, I will say that I feel as though a lot happens in it (and "what happens matters").

B and I have separated (a mess I am not certain it would do me any good to uncap/recap at this point). I should mention, however, that I was incredibly uncertain about my final decision for quite a while;
(discussing the separation originally) was I being too harsh?
(speaking to my family about it) How much hurtful behavior should I forgive one person for?
(gathering my things, packing) Specifically a person I love so much and means so much to me?
(situating my things in the space I've moved into) Well maybe I don't mean as much to him, because he was harmful to me, and not just once... And on and on.

Thankfully, I was given some grace.

The minute I moved back into town, I dropped my things off in my mother's vacant room (safe, away, no immediate rent necessary, one less thing I have to worry about). A friend in said town not only asks me to house-sit for a month for him and his wife, but is passionate about me being the "guy for the job". As I am house-sitting, I am able to be closer into town (where my friends/the attractions are) and, as such, am able to be much more casual about saying yes to certain social events. I get out, I reconnect with friends that I very much need around me, I see how much fun and how full of love my life can be. I am reminded. Single or not, I'll be just fine, thank you.

It isn't too long before my beautiful friends/community members connect me with the odd shift at the local restaurant/bar I used to work at, then one of them hook me up with this incredible job that I could have never conjured up with these bosses I don't believe exist (too good to be true), and as a result I am at work, surrounded by art, artists, art-talks, the ability to organize and be odd and play music I like and sing out loud to it. There are events that I actually care about, with people I love and respect very much. AND it's part-time, so I don't have to donate all of my time to it.

My job: beautiful. The weather: beautiful. My friends and community and family: beautiful. Goodness all around me. The only thing left to do is listen to the Beatles.

Oh my goodness.