Moving on. . .

I have moved approximately 22 times in my life now. So, when we decided to move I understood the upsides and the downsides. The upsides were, the shorter commute, more jobs available, and cheaper living expenses. The downsides, moving away from my family and friends, again.

Tim being my best friend, and me being his only friend, I didn't foresee too many problems with being lonely. It is also nice to be only one hour from my father. But besides my family, I feel like none of my friends care that I moved away. That, or they decided that since they can't call me up to go out, there is no reason to talk to me anymore.

I know this feeling is being magnified with my cell phone having no reception here, and a home phone that only works half of the time. But I have called some of my friends, and they don't call back : ( I know I will feel less lonely when I am back in school or back in a job. I feel even worse knowing that this is how Tim has felt for nine months. I guess we just need to absorb ourselves in our lives and find new ways to keep our minds occupied.