feorlen is moving.
When we first became involved, about ten years ago, she lived here in Tampa. Now she’s in Atlanta, which is about seven hours away by car or half an hour by plane…far, but not too far. We still see each other often.
The pressure has been growing for quite some time, however–calling her to San Francisco. It’s the right place for her to be, for a number of reasons, not the least of which is her career.
Still, it’s hard to bridge such a gap in a romantic relationship.
And so, I, the person who said he’d never be involved in a long-distance relationship, will soon find himself in two. Go figure.