Sometimes I feel bitterness about the fact that I moved. Moving isn't easy. It's all starting over, rearranging, figuring out where to go, figuring out what to do, meeting new people, getting annoyed wiht your cat, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera.
Except, I moved to a place where I do have some people. And those people make me happy.
For four hours or so.
[Bring on the cheese.]
This makes me happy.