3 posts tagged “boston”

Why I simultaneously love and hate Boston - it was gross and hot as shit all effin day here then about four minutes after I walked in the door, with zero warning, it began to storm like ridiculous.

Over the past weekend I …

• Reignited a fantastic friendship
• Made a decision based on morality
• Showed a domestic, matronly side to someone who really needed me to be that person
• Got reacquainted with my overt sexual prowess
• Became more wise
• Drank a ridiculous concoction out of a plastic bag in a box in a friend’s basement that had me and everyone else who had imbibed drunk through noon the following day
• Fell in love with Boston all over again

It nearly goes without saying that I have a deep-seeded love for Boston, and I've never been able to touch on why.  I know that the feeling of satisfaction and excitement I get when the red line passes between the Kendall and Charles/MGH stops will probably always be there because it's been that way for five years.  Visiting again this past weekend was amazing because not only did I begin my drawn-out move, but I got to connect with people who I know will be part of my life when I return.  It will be nice to have a tangible support system again.

I had an amazing three-hour conversation while drinking beer on the porch in the wee hours of the morning.  I confessed to C that I was petrified that I would relapse when I return to the Boston area, something that I've confessed to my Vox neighborhood but have never verbalized.  It's weird because most anyone who is a friend of mine knows about the drug issue, but when it comes to me and the life I've lived, I think people just see it as a likely affliction.  Like, typically if I'm talking about my addiction with someone for the first time, they don't flinch, they don't seem surprised.  Anyway, this particular friend has been such a rock, someone who has taken this addiction seriously, has celebrated milestones of sobriety with me, and just seems to get the fact that even with a year under my belt, I'm still doing this day-by-day.  Up to this point I have managed to bypass Narcotics Anonymous (NA), but I'm thinking that I might hit up a few meetings when I move just to feel it out.  Can't hurt, right?

On a different note, the items I moved this past weekend were somewhat distinct items in the certain rooms from which I took them.  Or, well, maybe they aren't, but I'm noticing their absence.  My time in this house is coming full circle - week by week, as I move things away, I'm certain I'll be reminded of the furniture-less, cluttered area I called home when I moved here nine months ago.

The Uncontrollable Urge to Enter Other People's Conversations, for Instance
Guy to girl: Hey, remember when my grandfather went through that phase where he wanted us to be Jewish?
Passerby: It's overrated.
Guy: ... What?
Passerby: Being Jewish -- it's overrated. There's a lot of baggage.

Public Gardens
Boston, Massachusetts
via Overheard Everywhere, Jan 26, 2008