So on monday I start a new job. What its doing (.net shite) is not really important, whats important is the location. When I graduated from college, and moved to baltimore it was some what like home and some what like a new adventure. I knew baltimore from living in moco and going to shows at the loft / memory lane etc and knew baltimore from the lady going to school there. Yet I had never lived there, and was teaching in a neighborhood I didnt know. I lived worked and loved in a new city I fell in love with. Then we moved to richmond, life was all new once again married and in a new city, we explored and gained alot of weight from all the eating out. We then moved back to charm city and settled in things were different again, but also the same. I started a job that essentially entailed me driving to a neighborhood over an hour away that I grew up in. I would pass my parents house or the dennys I used to hang out at in high school. Later I changed jobs, again 1 hour away, and again in a neighborhood I knew too well from my childhood. Where my current job is I pass my parents house, work 2 blocks from where me and the lady had one of our first dates, ate dinner before prom, went to get ice cream, saw worlds collide / ashes / pie tasters/ checkerd cabs etc in a vfw hall I can see from my offices window.
This new job is not anywhere near where I grew up. the very brief 15 min drive, doesnt pass any monuments of my youth. Hopefully eventually ill be able to ride the 8 miles on my bike, once I scope out a safe route. It will also give me back 3 hours of my life a day, and most importantly my lost time w/ the boy. I’m pretty freaked out about what the next couple months will bring, but at least hopefully I havent been there before.



