We walk in circles. We love in circles. We talk in circles. We live in circles.

I love the accents here. They are fun. They are friendly. Some people here have thick accents and others you could hardly tell that they have lived here all their lives. I want one. I want to pick one up (Listen to me. Im making it sound like i can pick one up on discount at my local Wal-Mart. Yikes!) I am sure eventually i will pick it up just being around people down here. Kim is already starting to sound different. I just love it. The accents here make everything sound sweeter. It makes the good news sound better and the bad news also better. I am sure i could be told anything and just as long as it was spoke in this wonderful southern accent that i wouldnt mind. Its like ear candy.Hmmmmm.....

Another thing i love about these parts :-) is that everyone is SO friendly. Everyone goes out of their way to be friendly. People smile at each other. People are pleasant. People are welcoming. Im not saying that people werent friendly in NY but i have never seen a person hop off their bike to offer to help me with some lawn work. I was taken aback and confused. So i had to decline in the most friendly way i could. "No. Thanks. I think i can handle it". Thanks anyways kind stranger!

I have also been called "Babe" or "Baby" by women at stores and restaurants. This doesnt hapen in NY. EVER! Its weird and i dont know if i like it all that much. It must be more acceptable here but to me its just awkward and cringeworthy. Eeekkk. "Thank you ma'am but can i just please get my carton of milk and leave.....Please" *Backs out slowly and runs home to shower*

I have also been called a Yankee a few times..... I don't mind this at all!

No luck with work yet. I know it might take awhile but its hard not knowing how things are going to be. Everything is very unsure right now. Its shaky. Its scary. Not knowing your place on this earth may be the most awful feeling in the world.

I miss my friends and family and i hope they are all doing well. I want to see them physically. Their voices and text messages and emails just aren't enough. Not enough.

Let my love open the door.