Slow

I was thinking how I kind of miss our little house tonight. Life is funny. This has been a year of so much change. I'm no stranger to moving in my life. I had a conversation yesterday that reminded me about attachment to stuff. I was so attached to our little house. Although I miss it tonight, it's actually a relief that we don't own a house anymore. I think what I really miss is just the feeling of familiarity. Actually, what I really miss is having the people in the space. But I can't do it on my own. I need other people. Slowly, slowly I am creeping out of my shell here. Slowly, I will create a life here, not just on-line, but with real people. Hopefully someday our living room and kitchen will be places of community again.