I could relate. I had carved out myself a nice little area of the world when I lived in SLC ... I had my figure drawing group, (C'mon, who misses Naked Tuedays!) I had my martial arts, regular well paying job, my family (especially my sister's kids) my friends from church... I had a regular well ordered life and I pretty much left it all behind when I moved to San Francisco.
It has taken me a while emotionally to accept that I live here...because here does NOT feel like home. Seattle instantly felt like home when I lived there (and I still think moving back from there was probably one of the *dumbest* decisions I ever made,)
I moved out here and frankly got fat and depressed and while I made feeble motions towards creating a space/routine of my own I never fully put my heart into it because I think that would have meant that I was truly accepting I was here.
I'm not sure if that makes any sense.
I didn't establish any permanence because that would mean I was here permanently.
On our road trip I had a lot of time to think and I realized I needed to take a deep breath and then start actively LIVING in San Francisco. I signed up for krav maga last week and have been going and just that simple thing has already done wonders for me mentally. I am remembering a lot of it...it's amazing how calm and peaceful I feel after a few hours of throwing punches and knees and getting out of chokes and smashing attackers in the face with well thrown elbows.
I think starting to take care of myself physically is going to benefit me emotionally and professionally as well as spiritually. More on that later...no comments from the peanut gallery.
Because I am me, I've made some goals as well. Next summer is my high school reunion (holy crap, time is flying!) and I'll be hanged if I'm going to show up looking and feeling like I do now! Along with Krav I started the Body for Life program today. I had Lisa take 8 pictures of me and will do a set a week. Hopefully in a number of weeks I'll be able to animate myself spinning and getting thinner. I've got a long ways to go... the goal is 30 lbs by Christmas. And no, I'm not posting any before pictures until I have some decent afters!
So I'm home now after an incredibly productive day...some good illustrations done for a client, the studio is clean, the sink is empty, the candles are flickering and while I sit in my "therapy chari" Beowulf is competing with my laptop for space on my legs.