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i feel so torn lately. i like it here in gainesville, and even though its boring and suburban, its nice. i have a really nice new apartment, close proximity to pretty much EVERYTHING and never have to worry about parking. plus, its all really cheap. ive met some really awesome people here, and kens parents are so close, that any time we need anything, we can count on them to help out. ive got a nice, home type thing working here, and i dont want to leave it behind.
but
ive got a chance to move to san francisco to finish school at a pretty good art university, and while i think it would be absolutely fabulous to move there, i have no family there, no friends, so (for better or worse) it would be an adventure, and i'd be with ken, so i wouldnt be alone...
so i dunno. i mean, i really need to move there for school, because i want to be done with it already, and it would be really cool to live there, so i guess i just need to get it together and start planning.
and still...
there is this teeny tiny part of me that misses chicago. of course not the icky things like no parking, living in a crappy expensive apartment, but just living in the city, where theres always something going on, and the daily trek on the bus or the el. i dunno. this is all sounding really stupid, and it is, just late night ramblings from someone who likes the thrill of new places, but feels like they leave a bit of themselves behind with each move.
...remind me not to update this when its late and i'm tired.
but
ive got a chance to move to san francisco to finish school at a pretty good art university, and while i think it would be absolutely fabulous to move there, i have no family there, no friends, so (for better or worse) it would be an adventure, and i'd be with ken, so i wouldnt be alone...
so i dunno. i mean, i really need to move there for school, because i want to be done with it already, and it would be really cool to live there, so i guess i just need to get it together and start planning.
and still...
there is this teeny tiny part of me that misses chicago. of course not the icky things like no parking, living in a crappy expensive apartment, but just living in the city, where theres always something going on, and the daily trek on the bus or the el. i dunno. this is all sounding really stupid, and it is, just late night ramblings from someone who likes the thrill of new places, but feels like they leave a bit of themselves behind with each move.
...remind me not to update this when its late and i'm tired.