This morning, I've woken with the oddest feeling. My last fleeting thougths as I woke up were of a dream in which the most random collection of close friends were suddenly getting together at a large table to eat some food and spend time together. While the event was generally jovial in nature, I felt detatched, even as other people were reaquainting with one another. Not only were a large assortment of friends there, but there was also cake, and man do I love cake. But I still felt so empty and more a part of the atmosphere than the crowd.
Moving to a new place less than a year ago, developing community has been an expected challenge, but something so desperatly desired. Last July I wrote about how sustainable relationships developed in film through shared mission, shared space, and shared relationships. While relationships are forming in a new place I wish it would all happen faster, but life is not a movie and wrapped up in around 120 minutes.
And friends of mine who were so rude around the table in my dream...you just may get a phone call this week to make sure we're still on good terms.
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