Sunday, February 21, 2010

the bottom of moving...

So i had this moment last night when I was in the restarant I work in where I thought I was in Montana. Like, not hmmm that reminds me of Montana but present in Montana. I was standing by a table when I overheard someone mention Chicago. I said out loud, I miss Chicago. And that was it. That was the moment where I forgot that I was in Illinois and thought I was in Montana. Strange to think I don't live there anymore.

Bottom line, I love it here. Bottom line, I moved for good reasons. Bottom line, I miss Montana a ton and am trying to mourn the loss of not living there while enjoying my time here. Strange. and good all at the same time.

2 comments:

... said...

Kristen, I was driving home from work this afternoon down Central, and I could see a good distance down the road. I spent more than a few seconds trying to figure out what mountain range I was looking at before realizing it was clouds.

Then, while deciding if the bird in the air was a hawk or eagle, I realized it was an airplane. We're going back to visit in April. Need a ride 1/2 way?

Kristenanne said...

when are you going and yes, I may really go with you all!!!