Places or People?

After my run tonight I went and sat on a rock on the beach. I call it my running rock because it is the same one i always sit on. Anyways, I was thinking about the places I love. In this case, Alaska. As I was looking around me at the beautiful scenery it struck me - I've always felt at home in Alaska and yet I don't feel at home here at all. I have to be honest. I've been having a hard time. Everyone I work with lives in Seward or has worked for the Park Service in Seward before. In addition, I live in an apartment with one other girl and she is always gone with her boyfriend. I have made a few friends but for the most part I don't feel like I fit in here or with the Park Service and all its politics at all. But getting back to what I was saying about places. Tonight, I realized it isn't about the place at all but the people. I miss the people, the places, and the little details of Ketchikan. Ketchikan was my Alaska. I am trying my hardest however, to make Seward a part of that.