March 17th, 2012
It was lovely, we spent most of our time in Old Port sitting at the wharf, stopped into a fresh seafood market, visited Port Bean (favorite coffee shop so far), and checked out the library. I wanted to take pictures but as I am a genius and totally professional photographer and stuff- I left my camera memory at home.
*wah wah waaaah*
As much as I enjoyed feeling “civilized” again (Casblanca Comics! City Buses! Traffic!) I have to admit that Old Orchard Beach felt like a sanctuary to come back to. Juni and I walked along the beach to get back to our room, picked up some sea shells, and had fun running from the waves as tide was rolling in.
More and more I can’t see myself living in a place that’s not very close to the beach. It’s difficult to describe how the ocean makes me feel- calm and like all is right with the world. When I’m listening to the ocean, all of the anxious voices in my head just shut up and I feel peaceful.
Making a living seems like it’s going to be trickier out here than it would be in the city, but I also feel like we have more opportunity to be creative and settle in to a community. Sam has decided that tech work is just not something he wants to do (unless it’s on his own terms and as his own boss)- which worries me a bit but I feel like I should be supportive. We’ve uprooted everything else for a dream, why not shoot for being our own bosses?