I have been out and about in the city a few times (all by myself, even!) and I have gotten to see a couple of really exciting things: I saw the tail end of a brawl outside of the library downtown, and I got to see a beautiful view of the city.
Yesterday on my job quest, I went to downtown Cincinnati, which was very great. They have little shops and whatnot, and a lot of them are three stories tall, since that's pretty much the minimum height for most of the buildings (as is very...common for cities), and some of the shops look as though they've been there forever...and I'm sure that some of them may actually have that legacy. While walking downtown, I got to a street where I saw a bunch of people fighting...and there were police and, you guessed (probably not...who am I kidding?) library security! They had to break a few people up and a couple of cops were talking to a few people. So, since I'm curious and from a small town, I decided to talk to the cops about it (also, I was kind of lost, so I wanted directions on how to get back to my vehicle to miss rush hour...which I'm fairly certain that I missed, but I was still stuck in traffic for a bit.
Today I got to spend a few hours drawing, and that was very nice...and very cathartic, though it did bring back some lingering "omg omfg OMFG wtf am I doing here" type feelings. I think that they are still stirring a bit, but the feeling ebbs and comes back in dissipating amounts...I feel like such a burden for Joel, since I don't have any other friends here yet...I feel very dependent on him right now...which I'm sure he doesn't mind, but I don't want to feel like a pet, either. ...and I'm kinda sad that we didn't go to the Bengals game last night...that would have been very fun, though I wasn't aware how much more expensive freaking football is than baseball. ...I suppose, very different sports.
Also, this is on a minor note...which...no. I'm really irked. We watched "Unbreakable" last night. What the fuck, M Knight Shamalamalan? Really? The movie was terrible. UUUGGGHHH. That's two hours of my life I'll never get back. But whatever. It's okay.
I'm really grateful for all of the support I've had from everyone so far, and to everyone who I've met in this city who has been wonderful to me...even though none of them know who I am or read this. All the same...
Meah kai
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