He was my last tie to the life I had in Boston. Not that I don't still have ties there, but as long as he was here, that life wasn't quite over. There was always the
As I was driving back from the airport I got hit in the solar plexus with this scream of "GOOD GOD, MAN! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!"
It's not the first time. But it was by far the worst time.
I know that this is where I need to be right now to accomplish the things that I want to accomplish, but knowing that doesn't make it any easier to think about the people I left in Boston who used to be just a T ride away.
So if you've not figured it out, I'm a little sad at the moment. I think it'll go away once the unpacking is done. Once this feels like a bedroom instead of just a room. Thank Jeebus for

I miss you Boston.
me
In my mind I'm going to Quincy Market.
Can't you hear the food court?
Can't you just smell the harbor?