she's gone

i put mary on a plane this afternoon. we both cried. i'll miss her terribly, of course... she's one of my best friends on earth. but almost more than that was the realization that i am now alone here.

so i drove straight from the airport to the radio station. i found my desk, signed paperwork, got a brief orientation, and shadowed the on-air announcer for a few minutes to get re-acclimated to the studio.

i am now very tired, somewhat hungry, and am heading back to my apartment for a glass of much-needed wine.

my apartment. it's mine. i may not have cable tv or the internets yet, but it's mine. and as the boxes are getting cleared out, it feels more and more like home. even though a big part of "home" just got on an airplane and flew away.