…the almost right word

in less than an hour i will go look at a house for rent. i have yet to actually do this in santa fe. when i first moved here, i was lucky enough to have a beautiful, modern studio waiting for me (more or less). and when i was ready to leave the cottage-in-the-woods, everything worked out seamlessly and i wound up here, in a cozy cabin. perhaps i sometimes feel it’s too cozy.

so, back to craigslist i go, right?

the last time i “house-hunted,” i was living in berkeley, calif., horribly depressed, completely without confidence and hardly capable of having a conversation without wanting to burst into tears. let’s just say, it was a very inactive effort on my part, to find a new place to live. a friend of mine basically did all the hard work, and i benefited with hardwood floors, big windows and lot’s of space. of course, the depression just got worse and eventually i decided that oakland was not the place for me. i packed up my little toyota echo and drove to l.a., to home. i recuperated. i sat in my father’s house and watched television with my dog. i caught up with old friends. i felt like a teenager again, home for winter break.

two months later, i packed up my echo again and came out to santa fe (my mother lives here). it was the best decision i have ever made (that and going to santiago, chile).

so, today it begins. a search for a new house (possibly). i just want to see what’s out there, see if i can’t find something perfect and comfortable. who knows, maybe it’ll be another good decision i will look back on.