.almost.a.year.

This summer has taught me a lot of things. The biggest lesson I walk away with is knowing who my true friends are. Knowing who is there to stick by me, knowing who is there for me regardless. Who has my good intentions in mind.

I’ve lived in Denver for almost a year now. Oct 13^th is officially the date that I left Philly to start my week long road trip out here. Steph flew out to DC to take the road trip with me. One of the best I’ve been on. There are few people that I can stand to be in a car for long enough to take a road trip with.

I got a dog a month after living here, Zuri. Best thing I could have done for myself (other than moving to Denver). I am reminded all too often that she is meant to be my dog, and I was meant to get her when I did in my life. Funny how things work out. She isn’t at all the black lab I’ve always said I would get. instead she is a Border Collier/Huskie/German Shepard mix. She has the collie smartness and hyper activity. The husky shedding and tail, The Shepard back legs, and a coat of all three. I love her.

Months have gone by, and in that time, I’ve settled in, met people, made friends, lost friends, even dated around for a bit. I got my heart broken again, but I think I've not only grown since my last relationship to know what I want, but as much as I try and hate B, I cant bring myself to. I think that says a lot.  I’m happy again for the most part. I’ve found my core again. Well no, I haven’t fully found it, but I’m finding it. The little things in life make me happy again. I'm seeing that there is more to life than pettiness, drama, anger, frustration, etc. Maybe I am just focusing on the positives in my life, maybe I am just hanging out with people who force me to look at the positive. Whatever it is, I like it. I've finally moved into my own place, it's rather small, but it is all mine and I can decorate as I wish. So far, this is proving to be a difficult task. Being OCD sort of takes the fun out of it.

I realized today that I’ve been listening to Sia’s Breathe Me a lot lately. This version in particular:

But this time, it’s not a bad thing like it usually is. It’s a weird feeling. Not really sure how to describe it so I’ll just leave it at that.

I think Zuri is depressed…I thought she liked the new place, but since I won’t let her run and hide under my bed anymore, she has resorted to hiding in the bathroom on my bath mat…I need to get her a bed and put it out here in the living room. I’m also hoping that we can stop it with the crate training…I have faith in my little monster.

It was 91 degrees here today. I didn’t even turn on my swamp cooler. I just left my windows opened. To all you bitches that constantly asked why I couldn’t handle summer’s in Philly…I give you proof that it is completely different. THIS is what I grew up with. Dry heat. y’all can quit judging me now