First of all, it’s good to be back writing on this blog… After ten days of straight photos, my fingertips are stoked to be back on the keys.

I have big news.

***(drumroll please)***

I’m featured on another blog tomorrow! The wonderful Amy of Midtown Girl, a blog about life in NYC has this little series going on. It’s called “Single in My City.” She asked me a bunch of questions about being single in the city and what the dating scene in San Francisco is like. Be sure to check it out tomorrow!

So, this little interview got me thinking.

I’ve been in this city for a little over three months (I know! I can’t believe it!). I’m over the honeymoon stage. Yes, I still get excited when I think about where I am and how I got here. It’s still crazy to me how everything fell into place. But, reality has settled in a bit. This is my life. I wake up, go to work, come home, make dinner, go to bed, wake up and do it all over again. The weekends are still full of randomness and new experiences (and I’m sure they will be for a long time). Nonetheless, I’m through with the initial excitement and adrenaline rush of being out here.

As most of you know, I moved out here and knew no one. Not a single soul. This has truly been an adventure. And I’ve loved it and hated it at the same time.

Once the thrill of just being here wore off, I began to feel homesick. Not for the places, the food, or my actual house, but the people. I miss my family. I miss my friends. I miss everyone I knew back in Colorado. BUT, (and that’s a big but) I’ve met some really great people over the past few months.

It’s hard to start over – to meet people, put yourself out there and try and develop friendships from scratch. But what I’ve learned is that it takes time. Anyone who knows me knows that patience is not my strongest suit, but I’m learning and actively trying. I now have girls that I go out with, go to dinner with, drink with, have movie nights with, and that group is slowly growing. I have been dating and met some really great guys. I am spreading my social wings, and trying to wait patiently for them to take flight.

I have days where I feel like I am the only person in San Francisco. Days where I feel like I still know no one. Days when all I want to do is go back to Colorado (just to visit, don’t worry). But, it’s during those days that I push myself to remember that I am not alone out here. Regardless of the fact that my best friend is miles and miles away, my parents are just as far, my whole group of friends is back in Colorado (some scattered across the country), they are still here. With me. We’re still keeping in touch. We’re still up to date on each other’s lives. We’re still just as close as we always were.

And I am so excited for my new friendships to grow!

So, I might be “Single in My City,” but I am certainly not alone. I need to remember that. Always.

Be sure to check out my interview with Midtown Girl!

Other places I’ve been featured this week:

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