Ghost Town

Every now and then, it seems that things really can't get any better.

And then they do.

It's amazing how quickly the weeks go. I always find this odd because the days seem to both crawl because they're long, yet fly by because we get so much accomplished in a given day. We've signed amazing new clients, and I eagerly await the next couple of months for different projects.

I have a love/hate relationship with this place, as I think most people do. It's a very private city, yet very extroverted and in your face. Social circles have been defined since the age of 3 at Dalton, and in the beginning I definitely was missing a lot of the life I used to have.

But that changes quickly. Little things pop up that you wouldn't expect; they just make you smile. I have dates with people from my previous lives in Jersey, Boston, and then some. Old characters become new again. Individuals you never think would come around, do in fact turn up, keep surprising you, and make your stomach nervous. Then there are the people you pray will show up on your doorstep; the thought of them arriving makes your head spin.

How did I get so busy all of a sudden? Is it really almost March? I know I wanted February to fly by...turns out it did.