Love Aaron

Five

Dear Annalise,

I've moved out to Atlanta in a spacious studio just a quick 10 minute wall to the law firm I work at.

I feel good.

I haven't been able to say that in a long time.

I feel good that I'm moving on. Kinda.

I feel good that I'm on my own making my way through the world.

So far my routine consists of going to work from 8-5, then working out for half an hour, then home for dinner and any paper work.

Nothing too extreme but I haven't had a chance to make any friends yet.

There's some guys at my firm that seem like a group of people I'd hangout with.

I'll see if I can get in that group tomorrow.

Today was my first day at work and it was really good.

I loved it. More of my hole is filled.

Tuesday and Thursday I see my therapist that I was transferred to so that will be interesting.

I might get a dog. I always wanted to get a golden retriever.

They're so cute. It would give me something to do and I won't be completely alone.

There's also a cute, little old lady that lives next door and she always asks me to do random chores for her and she'll give me a little cash assuming I need it.

I always tell her it's okay and she doesn't need to pay me but she puts it in my hands and says "I have more than I need. Please take it for your kindness."

So I end up taking it and having some cash on me here and there.

My studio has a nice kitchen with a bar, and a really nice bathroom.

Being a studio, it has lots a space. Enough for a king bed and a nice couch.

You would have liked it a lot.

You would have liked Georgia a lot.

You would have liked the warm weather and sun a lot.

You would have had a better life away from that town and your life before.

I just wish you didn't cut yourself short of a lifetime full of happiness.

You deserved so much better and I wish I could give you that.

Better.

I wish you were here.

Love,
Aaron.