In June 2004, I moved to the beautiful North Shore of Massachusetts from the South West coast of California. I knew one person who was living there at the time and I did not know her well. Jamie had been in the area less than a year herself. We had met at a mutual friend’s house only 6 months earlier. As is the case with any move, I was feeling a bit homesick those first few months in my new state.I remember whining to Jamie about my feelings of loneliness and about how I didn’t know what to do with so much time on my hands. And I did have a lot of free time. I went from socialite, party hopper in California to loner in a state where the people had quirky accents and who frowned upon SUV’s, which of course I drove. I was feeling like an outsider for the first time in my life.