Six Months Later....

Six months ago today, in the early hours of the morning, I packed up my car and drove from one world into another; a world of independence, self-sufficiency, and arguably, uncertainty. I didn't know if I would be able to survive on my own, seeing as I was either in college or at home for all of my life. Now I can say that I can make it work without anyone's help, and I've learned more about my resolve, my ability to bounce back and it's made me stronger as I've been able to take some marginal shots and still stand tall. I call them marginal shots because I'm fully aware that life can get tougher, and considering my field, it probably will. But I think my unorthodox faith in things getting better before they get worse has carried me. I'm not a religious person (HATE church), but I am spiritual, and even though my fear of death leaves me struggling for sleep some nights, I sort of have this weird belief that God is watching me and everything is alright.

I've enjoyed the fact that I live alone, even though it's been rough with no cable and no company. I've had one visitor (no two -- this annoying chick that didn't stay long, but I digress) and I still have a hard time making friends here even though this one chick...we'll call her H...has tried to bring me out of my shell.

Wanna know what's funny about H? We both are from Wilmington, Delaware and attended Delaware State University, but we did NOT know of each other until a chance conversation on BlackPlanet one day. Since then we've hung out a couple of times, I ate at her house Christmas Day and visited her after she had surgery, but when she suggests real robust things like going to a tiki bar opening, I immediately withdraw. Looks like I'm not completely remodeled yet, LOL.

I've finally gotten used to WPGC and WKYS as stations of choice. I love the radio personalities here, especially Big Tigger of course and Michel Wright on WPGC. From 10 to 6 when I'm near a radio, that's what's I'm listening to. I'll probably wax poetic in another music post in the near future about the new stuff.

Of course, aside from three hook-up situations, the dating scene is still wack, but I guess that'll be an issue wherever I go.

Overall, six months on my own hasn't been bad, and hopefully wherever my next stop is whenever that time comes I can continue to survive and thrive as an independent, self-sufficient, taking-care-of-business man. It's been an eye-opening experience to say the least.