Year One

This past weekend marked the 1 year anniversary of my move to Georgia. As I've been prone to saying the last couple of days while intoxicated, this 4th of July weekend had to be better than last year's considering that last year I was sitting in a lawn chair in my new empty apartment watching the fireworks from my window talking on the phone to a girl back in Philly wondering if I had made the right decision to relocate. Well, as it turns out this year was better. Thank God for that.

Tonight I went to a guy's house over in South Carolina for a get together that pretty much grouped all the people I've met here the last year all in one location. Joolie and Eric opted out, so I was flying solo and although I didn't drink I had a pleasant enough time. I've met some interesting people to say the least in the past year, lots of people I would have never met had I not moved to this place.

Am I where I want to be after a year here in Augusta? Not exactly. I wish I had met someone better to have a relationship with, but I am happy that my cold streak ended upon moving here. It would be nice to have someone in my life to lean on when the going gets rough. Professionally, not all the opportunities I thought would come my way by moving have come into fruition, but more or less I'm content with my role at the company. Financially I'm a mess, and that is my big beef right now. I've spent a shit ton of money moving here, traveling back to Philly a few times, and I've got to curtail that shit and get myself right in that department. And getting a roommate would help, a task that is clearly easier said than done based on my tepid response to the offer I've put out on the Augusta word of mouth trail.

As year one comes to a close, I would have to rate last year a solid B. Bring on year two.

Here's some shots from the weekend and a link to the set. Happy viewing...






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