I've been in Seattle one week.
Leaving San Francisco hit me harder then I ever thought it would. I cried from the time I left my apartment to the time we got into a car accident (true) and then cried a little more in the airport.
Strange for me because I'm a non-crier.
Thanks to alcohol and anti-anxiety medication, I pulled myself together, got on the plane and started the new phase in my life with not one more tear.
I'm not going to lie, it's gray and cold and I miss my friends and their faces and voices and I miss California and all the familiar places I used to go and eating Pork Store in my bed on Sunday morning with the girls after a ridiculous night of debauchery and sitting in front of my heater while brushing my teeth and drinking PBR while playing GH until 2am (just one more song) and trading Netflix and you know I could go on forever but I won't.
I'm where I'm supposed to be.
Each day I get more excited to be here and explore the city and I look forward to finding new places to become familiar. I can't wait for my routine to emerge.
And I've realized a couple things...
1. As much as I hate working, I hate not working about 10 times more.
2. Never, ever take liquor laws in CA for granted.
I love you all.
Strange for me because I'm a non-crier.
Thanks to alcohol and anti-anxiety medication, I pulled myself together, got on the plane and started the new phase in my life with not one more tear.
I'm not going to lie, it's gray and cold and I miss my friends and their faces and voices and I miss California and all the familiar places I used to go and eating Pork Store in my bed on Sunday morning with the girls after a ridiculous night of debauchery and sitting in front of my heater while brushing my teeth and drinking PBR while playing GH until 2am (just one more song) and trading Netflix and you know I could go on forever but I won't.
I'm where I'm supposed to be.
Each day I get more excited to be here and explore the city and I look forward to finding new places to become familiar. I can't wait for my routine to emerge.
And I've realized a couple things...
1. As much as I hate working, I hate not working about 10 times more.
2. Never, ever take liquor laws in CA for granted.
I love you all.