I am moving and I hate moving. I love travel, but moving the home base, my nest, is a process of slow mental deterioration that leaves me sobbing in a dark corner somewhere bemoaning the loss of some self perceived notion of stability.
Life is not stable. It is in a constant state of flux and evolution that is based in chaos....kind of like my libido. There are certain elements of life that are predictable, again like my libido. There are cycles of life that come and go...again like my libido. So the conclusion is, my life is my libido and it is relocating itself to a large city after living in a quiet rural area for well over a decade. It is quivering in its own dark corner of denim right now, bemoaning the loss of a playground, but somewhere in the depths, it is eager to arrive into a new neighborhood and make new friends.
I have learned to be single again in the last year and established a sense of stability within myself. Now it is time to take myself into a bigger and deeper pool and learn to swim.....
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Swim dam it SWIM!
Yes, Freud would certainly say that your life is your libido ...
I hate moving, too. Yet I do it once a year. Why I do this to myself, I don't know. Am I secretly afraid of getting attached to one spot? It's hard to say. But this sounds like a big move, and mine are often small. That's very unsettling; I wish you all the best. You'll do just fine. Large cities are kind of cool. :)
Look at it as an adventure, and remember that your libido lies low when there is other stress going on, just gathering its strength...
You Know Sweetie it is not all about the destination but about the Journey. You will not have any problems making new friends as that is what you do best. The Journey has taken you this far - Enjoy the ride!!
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