The whole month is mildly depressed and depressing, though I eventually get out of it in the end. Cera might have been right in saying that a lot of it is that I'm still feeling rootless. I am definitely not centered and definitely not settled thoroughly into the new job and the new environment and the new possiblities and limitations. I do find some solace in food and in the Food Network.

Started the month thinking that I might try out for a triathlon, but after a week of training decided that, in a month, given that I haven't really acclimated to the altitude and the fact that I hadn't swum for a couple decades and not really run for nearly a year and a half, that it was kinda silly to even contemplate. I did bike more, swim a bit, and run a bit, all of which were solidly convincing that this probably wasn't something I could do now. I did, however, find that swimming was far more fun than I thought it would be.

Had a breaking apart of ways with Mark. I think it might be an ending of sorts, but I never know with him.

Looking back at the entries, I seem to be starting something with Cera as well. New seed from winter blasted soil. I don't really know with that, either. So far, it's a very solid and interesting friendship, and I'm finding that I'm gradually opening up emotional paths that I've securely and thoroughly clamped down on for years.

Unlooked for, I seem to have grown something very interesting with Genevieve when I wasn't really looking for it and I think that it's solid, strong and good in ways I hadn't really valued, perhaps, as much as I should have.

All in all, it's been a month of growth, it seems. Some of it painful, some of it less so; and as the rest of the Synario folks move down from Seattle, things have gotten better, all together. Folks to share with, folks to care about and folks that we know well enough to share meals, fun, laughter, work, and problems with. This should be better in the long run than it's been.

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