Making hand grenades out of lemons

To make a super long story short, in the last few months all my friends have GTFO out this piss ant mountain town and moved to the city. I am so happy about it, genuinely - They’re all thriving instead of surviving.

However… 

This means that being able to physically hang out is completely off the table unless I drive about an hour and a half to get there. That also means any physical help I could need is also off the table..

I’m sure you’re seeing through that foreshadowing easy. 

Our car broke down in the Valley while Danny(bff) was there and they had to replace the transmission and breaks so it’s been about a week and a half since I’ve had transportation in the normal sense. We do have a bus service, it’s not great but it’s doable (I haven’t used it yet) however most places I need to go are in my walking distance. I emphasize this because what my ‘doable distances’ are much further than anyone else living here. I can do about a round trip of 6/7 miles before I need a long break - and I’m stoked with the fact.

I’ve been working out and it’s been helping me tremendously. My serotonin levels have gone up, I’m getting tired and sleeping better, I feel better about myself— 

I think when the car is fixed and back down here. I’m gonna to continue my walks.