6 Months

To be honest, I didn't think I would last this long when this whole crazy experiment started. My intention was to make it out here, but I guess I left room for failure. The other night, a friend asked me if I was happy here. I found that kind of hard to answer. To a certain degree, I'm better off here than I was in So Cal. For one, I have a stable job with a potential future. And I enjoy not having to drive. My social network is definitely in need of assistance, but that's kinda been the case ever since I left San Diego. Overall though, things have plateaued, as my friend Mike would say. We were talking last week and we both agreed that the novelty of moving to a new area has worn off. Occasionally, I experience my "wow, I can't believe I moved 3,000 miles and I succeeded" moments while in the subway or walking the streets of downtown Boston. But, I guess I'm getting to that "what now?" phase. So I don't know if I can quantify my time in Boston in terms of happiness. I'd like to think that the experience of being here will somehow have an impact down the road. In any event, I can't deny that I'm supposed to be here right now.