how do you shake hands with a city?

i have departed and arrived again...i wonder what life would be like to arrive for the first time and then never leave that place...boring? comfortable? safe? in any case, my life has not been like that...i have departed my birth place to begin a new chapter in my life...a chapter that will start with meeting new people as i know nobody is this new city, save for an old grade school companion...does this scare me? i don't think so, i feel more anxious to get going...anxious to run new streets, shake new hands and learn new things...i am anxious to swim in new water and create new memories...perhaps my latest arrival will lead to a new home, something i can build on...i can honestly say i am a bit sick of the departing/arrival routine and have serious plans to grows some roots here...the past couple of months have been a struggle and there were times when i was faced with a sad reality...the optimism that once fill my body was slowly fading away, and the negativity that filled the air was leaching through my skin...but, through struggle, there is always something to learn and i took hold of that opportunity...and now the streets of c-dub must endure my wrath...i plan to get my fat ass in shape again and get my life back in line with what i wanted it to be...it has been fun being a bum, but i am ready to be something much bigger and better...stay tuned for the rest of my life.

m.