Seattle is my Home

Things are looking up, but I don't want to divulge any details too soon. My life is delicate at the moment.

This morning, I realized that Seattle is a lot like France. Impenetrable dating scene, impossibly thin people (well, not as impossibly thin here as in France), wonderfully healthy eating habits, an emphasis on individual well-being. Keep in mind that, in a lot of ways, Seattle is nothing like France. No foreign language spoken here, no different culture (though still much different from the midwest), no haute couture, no Tour Eiffel.

On a side note, I really like to catch people in their own little moments, by themselves, caught in their emotions, not realizing anyone else is watching. It's really...real. And raw. Beautiful.

I start classes tomorrow and I'm feeling very zen about it all. Today, I realized that I need to have boundaries with grad school just as I need to have boundaries with my relationships with people. I need to allow time for myself just as I allow time for other things. Geez, I'm terrible at doing the selfish thing. Well, maybe not as terrible as I might think, though.