Pieces of me in letters

Apparently there was no need to show ticket to ride the train. The old mas asked me where I was going, and told him I wanted to go downtown. Fortunately he was also heading downtown, and so we got on the train together.

The old man’s name was Garland. When he knew that I was new to the city, he kindly showed me around an area downtown where there were museums, park, and cafes. We parted ways, but then somehow met again at train station. We got on train together again, and finally said good bye when I had to transfer to another line. He gave me a little hug and wished me luck.

I came home with a big smile on my face. My partner was already home from work, earlier than ussual. He was happy to see me happy. I guess he was worried to see me unhappy the day before.

Adjusting to this new city is hard. I only have my partner and his families. I have no friends here and I miss my friends so bad. I guess it’s part of the adjustment process. I am struggling now… but I am sure things will get better over time.