Boo.

So today is Halloween. I've been in Charleston almost a month. Am I still happy here? Kinda. Now before you roll your eyes and think "here we go again" let me try to explain this the best way I know how. Do I like my new job? Yes. Do I like living at the beach? Yes. Do I like being close to my friends and family? Yes. Then, what's the problem? (Sigh).

I don't know.

I don't know why it's never enough. I don't know why I don't know how to be content with anything in my life. I don't know why I'm always looking for something bigger, better, more exciting and/or more challenging.

I always want more.

I miss the life I had in CA (not the job) and I miss the paycheck I used to bring home. I miss the freedom and independence I had and I miss the promise of endless opportunities.

I have to keep reminding myself that there is a reason I'm here right now. If I'm going to make a life here and figure out how all of this fits into the big picture, then I have to let go of the coulda, shoulda, woulda's. I know that.

Maybe what they say is true. The grass is always greener...or at least looks greener from a distance. When it's really just an illusion. The grass is all the same. But in the meantime, here I am on a Sunday night, sitting in my living room on Isle of Palms and I feel sad.

Happy Halloween. Boo.