Of all the things I expected to experience here in Australia, rediscovering the sheer joy of having girlfriends was not one of them. I expected kangaroos and koalas, playing in the surf, and adventure, but, quite honestly, I never once thought about the friends I would make. And yet, here I am, reveling in the unmitigated bliss of actually having girlfriends.
I don’t mean any disrespect to my friends back home, because they mean the world to me, but after leaving Denver, I was starved for girlfriends and girl time. Vegas was a tough place to make friends. And the few friends I did have often worked opposite schedules, making it even tougher to meet up. My social circle felt so limited that it seemed nonexistent. I spent a lot of time alone. I missed grabbing drinks with the girls and having a good gab session. I missed having someone to shop with and lunch with. And now I have that.
I get texts on my days off to meet up in the city for power-shopping sessions. I meet friends for coffee and breakfast and lunch and Friday night dinners. I go to parties. I have reasons to make cakes. It’s so nice to feel like a part of something. It’s even nicer to feel like I actually fit in. It’s all been an incredibly pleasant surprise. It’s a shame all of this is temporary, because I’m finally having the time of my life.
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