Sunday, May 28, 2006

Moving to higher ground

On May 31, my fiance and I will finally be moving away from Maryland. We are extremely excited about this. For the last year we have both been miserable living here. Miserable isn't really the word, the correct word would probably be something like "Anxious", or "Panicked".

Why? To tell you the truth I can't really pin it on one particular thing. Of course I can only speak for myself, so I would say it has been the combination of a few things. (1) The noise from the busy intersection near our apartment complex is quite irritating. We live near an exit to a highway and it seems like there are at least 2 or three police sirens and fire sirens that drive close to us every day. (2)In addition, there is a train station equally close in the other direction. This isn't really that annoying but it does add to the noise. (3)On top of this, our neighbor downstairs is a drummer and practices several hours a day. Yeah.

Don't get me wrong, I actually like our apartment complex alot. It's clean and the landscaping is very nice. We also have a pool. We live near stores that are quite useful, and cool restaurants and a coffeeshop that are within walking distance. BUT, I don't know, I guess this is just not the life that I want to live. I want to live in a HOUSE in the country, with lots of nature and little noise and lots of animals. I don't want to hear sirens, and I don't want to be able to walk to a Starbucks across the street. I want my dog to have a place to run and even maybe give my cat an opportunity to go outside for a bit and feel alive. I want surrounding that inspire creativity and induce inner peace. I want to be able to spin music and not worry about annoying the neighbors in the apartment next to us. I want to go outside and take care of my own yard.

I also have to add that living close to Washington D.C. is pretty intense. I mean, we are at war, and not very liked in the world right now. It just feels really stupid to live in the capital of a country that is so war crazy. I mean, if we were to get attacked this area is a prime target. I don't just mean this in a logistical way, I mean it "feels" like a target, and it "feels" threatened. I can't really explain this feeling to anyone not living here. I guess you would have to be here for a while to understand. I have had seriously bad panic attacks for the past year. Maybe it was the stress of working 11 hour days and living in suburbia. Maybe it is a "disorder" that is hereditary and for some reason has been active over the past year. Maybe it is my intuition and fear response telling me to get he pluck out of here and go somewhere safer. All I know is that the closer we have gotten to our moving date, the less panic I have been experiencing, and the less anxiety I have been made to suffer.

Of all the places I have lived in my life, living in Charlottesville, VA in the country made me the happiest. So, we are leaving the life we have built here in Maryland and moving there in exaactly 3 days.

This is our new house:



There are more pics of the house and our yard in my Flikr account linked to the right.

Thursday, May 25, 2006

Phoenician Shores

So I decided to resurrect my blog. I've been trying to change the template that I have on this site on blogger.com but for some reason it is not reading the changes I am making in the style sheet. Very strange. Very frustrating. Oh well, I guess I will get it worked out in a flash of frustrated fervor and obsessive code engineering eventually.

I decided to rename my blog. "Emotional Intelligence" is not really appropriate any more so I changed it to "Phoenician Shores". Lately I have been reading about how the British culture is in essence descended from the ancient Phoenician culture. Since I have British ancestry I guess I also have Phoenician ancestry as well. Pretty interesting if you ask me. :) Even more interesting is that when you look on a map to locate ancient Phoenicia, you see that Phoenicia resided where Palestine is today.

Woah.