It seems that our move to Portland was premature.

When making the move it felt as if we were going into the unknown. We didn't know anyone who lived in the area, no friends, no family. Barely had a job. I can think of procedures that feel better than the move did.

Been in town, closing on 8 months. Work is continuing to progress as work does. Have built a small and fragile social circle. And now apparently our life is arriving.

From very disparate areas of the country, friends are moving to Portland. It is an interesting thing to find that an old girlfriend, a roommate, or a coworker is suddendly going to reappear in your life.

There is the 6-degree discussion. Everyone in the world is separated from everyone else by no more than 6 moves. I have always thought that was fascinating (as so many others also do), but maybe it is not such an amazing thing when in reality we know so few people. The people i know seem to follow me around, not allowing me to really meet new people. If we didn't keep such small social circles, would we be down to 5-degrees of separation?