i forgot what zeropoint feels like.
it’s been five years since i last felt this way. in a metro area where i don’t know anybody, and i don’t have a network.
that sensation where you know that the networks and the good people are definitely there, but you just can’t find them yet. only time mitigates the zeropoint.
i remember bits and pieces of the last time around. i seriously didn’t expect to find the network i did back on that icy-cold, chilly day in the HR office on october 6, 1997. i briefly remembered looking out the window, on my left, while he reduced me to something subhuman, and as i gazed at the indian summer weather of 70 degrees outside, all i could think of was, “oh. my. gwad. i’m so alone here. i don’t think i can handle being here if i’m gonna be treated like this. i wanna die. or something.”
of course, that was a special situation that simply cannot be repeated.
or so i hope.
like i said. it’s all about the time. still doesn’t make it any easier just yet. i think i wanna spend some time walking in the city with sparkle_vixen this weekend and do some exploring. maybe capitol hill. maybe west skedaddle. maybe even *gasp!* ballard, if i’m feeling nostalgic for where my flat and cat are still located.
anyone wanna join us, show us the shit? make our faces known to each other? make these casual LJ friendships all solid, jackson and galvanised?
anyone? anyone? bueller? frye?