Turns out more people were reading this site than I thought.

I like this time of year, the scent in the air, the gloomy evenings and the chill in the air. I was dreading it because I didn't have the wardrobe for it but now wearing a broken in extra large hoodie, with the radiator hissing behind me, I can enjoy it. I've heard the winters in this city can be brutal but many people I talk to say they're not so bad. They couldn't be any worse than some of the ones in Boston though. It will be my first winter here since the year of my birth.

Life is changing faster and faster, it's one thing I've noticed. Already I feel a lot has changed since the week before I left for Maine. I left after spending most of the night with C and we've hardly spoken since. We left on a very good note which makes it all the stranger. She has a very time consuming job so I'm used to being at the whim of her schedule though we usually connect by phone a few times a week regardless. We've talked twice, once a few days after I returned to let her know I was around and once when she got off work and called me. As usual she was tired and going right home but wouldn't be able to meet this week. In the past few weeks her parents have been by, her best friend moved in with her and her sister moved to town to start college, all of which takes up her time. I'm sure we'll get together again, though I'm not sure when. This has just happened to me too much and it sucks, I hate growing apart from friends.