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it's been too long, i know. i've been reading everyone else's story with great interest but totally neglecting to share my own.
what i haven't shared with most of you, and the reason that i've been so remiss, is that i'm moving in just over a month, to the dayton/columbus/cincinnati area. (did i spell cinci right? i never can tell.) lovely job transfer et cetera. i'm actually a little bit sad to leave texas. i never in an eternity of dreaming thought i'd actually grow fond of this place, but what do you know. the hills northeast of me are gorgeous, and the small (pop. 300) towns haven't been explored enough. how could they be? i haven't met everyone in them yet. i haven't even gone to big bend, and that's been a goal of mine since i moved here, three years ago.
in fact, i've barely done anything i wanted to do here. i haven't learned (much) spanish; i never got my boat license; i haven't seen the bats in austin; i missed the petroglyphs in seminole canyon; i wasted years in san antonio without ever seeing the art museum. (well, i did go to the mcnay, which is probably the better of the two museums anyway. but still.) i've let all my friends come and go without ever having my party, the one where we all dress up in prommy clothing and stompy boots and eat fancy food while moshing to slipknot and metallica and tool. i've let too many people go without properly explaining to them what they've meant to me here. i haven't even gone to a UT game, for crying out loud.
but that's how it always happens. it takes impending loss to throw life into relief.
so in exactly one month, movers pack all my belongings on a truck and drive away. and a week after that, i drive away myself.
i'll get settled in the new place. i always do. i'll find friends and a job and after a while it won't feel like i'm living in the city version of a hotel. i'll know street names without having to think about them.
in the meantime, i'll just feel vaguely displaced.
i think my lj is in need of a change of clothing. i can't ever see what user icon i'm employing.
how is everyone? tell me one of your stories of moving. anything you want to tell.
what i haven't shared with most of you, and the reason that i've been so remiss, is that i'm moving in just over a month, to the dayton/columbus/cincinnati area. (did i spell cinci right? i never can tell.) lovely job transfer et cetera. i'm actually a little bit sad to leave texas. i never in an eternity of dreaming thought i'd actually grow fond of this place, but what do you know. the hills northeast of me are gorgeous, and the small (pop. 300) towns haven't been explored enough. how could they be? i haven't met everyone in them yet. i haven't even gone to big bend, and that's been a goal of mine since i moved here, three years ago.
in fact, i've barely done anything i wanted to do here. i haven't learned (much) spanish; i never got my boat license; i haven't seen the bats in austin; i missed the petroglyphs in seminole canyon; i wasted years in san antonio without ever seeing the art museum. (well, i did go to the mcnay, which is probably the better of the two museums anyway. but still.) i've let all my friends come and go without ever having my party, the one where we all dress up in prommy clothing and stompy boots and eat fancy food while moshing to slipknot and metallica and tool. i've let too many people go without properly explaining to them what they've meant to me here. i haven't even gone to a UT game, for crying out loud.
but that's how it always happens. it takes impending loss to throw life into relief.
so in exactly one month, movers pack all my belongings on a truck and drive away. and a week after that, i drive away myself.
i'll get settled in the new place. i always do. i'll find friends and a job and after a while it won't feel like i'm living in the city version of a hotel. i'll know street names without having to think about them.
in the meantime, i'll just feel vaguely displaced.
i think my lj is in need of a change of clothing. i can't ever see what user icon i'm employing.
how is everyone? tell me one of your stories of moving. anything you want to tell.