I never really realized how much of a part in my life identity (the word on general) would play... I've been used to just being a number at school. I was used to living in apartment complexes with more than 6 units... I sat at a folding table with a computer on it, in the workspace area of my last job.

Now I'm out of school, I live in the upper apartment of a house, and I have my own cubical, computer, phone, and cabinets at my new job. Its kind of overwhelming. I know, at least at my last job, I always wanted my "own" stuff. I hated being in the hallway (a room that was the access to another room) with nothing but the lower drawer of a filing cabniet to call my own. But now with all this stuff...

Its like wanting candy sooooo bad that you eat way too much. I'm not sick of it, I'm just numb to everything now. :\ Even Totem has noticed. I come home and just sit down in front of the tv... I even told her that I need to keep moving at night before I start to veg. Work problems? I doubt it. I love it here, but the only thing that has changed so much, so drastically, so quik, would be the stuff I am involved in. My world has done a 180 and I'm recovering...

The really really wierd part is that I still feel the same way about my life after my marriage that I did a couple of months ago. I've always looked ahead to things and a few months ago I said everything beyond the honeymoon seemed empty. It still does. More like a blank slate instead of empty but still odd... Definately something I'm not used to...