hide-and-go-seek in denver

i wrote this in an email to a friend recently. felt it best described my feelings over the last week or two so i wanted to share with the rest of you.

this transition has been . . . well . . . strange.

i suppose any transition is, but this one has topped all the others.

the only word i seem to be able to find to describe my current feeling is - lost. now, it's not like i don't know where i am; it's more like i feel like everyone else doesn't know where i am. like when you are playing hide-and-go-seek and you are the one hiding. that kind of lost.

but then it's also that strange knowledge that i am in this huge city and no one even knows who i am or that i'm here. and it's not actually a game of hide-and-go-seek. so in essence, no one even knows they should be looking for me.

and i guess that's where being the new person is tough. you have to find your own way out of lostness sometimes. you have to put yourself out there, speak up in conversations, initiate coffee dates with people; otherwise you just keep on not being known.

i think once i get into a routine with work, get moved into this new place, find a church, much of that will start to dissipate. but for now, that's where i am. and that's ok. comes with the territory.