Moved!

I moved in yesterday. I really like the room and mates. I decided to paint and finished that this morning. I have a couple boxes left to unpack but I am pretty much done. I feel more relaxed already. I played ultimate frisbee today for the first time since July 4. It was tiring but very fun. My throws were actually good and I made some catches. A little rusty on game flow but, hey, it's pick up.
I was down at Saturday market today and some thoughts crossed my mind. I get the feeling in Portland that people are expected to be happy and accepting. And if not happy, at least appear so in public. East Coasters get a bad rap from some for being rude but I think they tend to be more direct and honest. And for some this can come across as rudeness. If I do not want to be happy, why can't this be accepted? I feel this may be part of the root of this seemingly pervasive passive aggressiveness I am noticing in Portland. Don't get me wrong, I do not want to be rude to people. But at times I also do not want to be nice. I just want to be me. Anyway, just a thought.