Apr 22, 2010 21:07
So I move, on average, every three years. And not just down the street, either. I move, on average, two thousand miles. This gives me ample ability to recreate myself with relative frequency; like the freedom of summer camp, I can be the person I want to be without the limits of any reputation I'd've built among those in that sphere. It's thrilling to have such constant self improvement. The sky's the limit when you can reinvent yourself as frequently as you'd like.
And so the addiction begins.
And, well... It's been almost three years and I feel the tug. But I've got another before I go. And so I'll do my best to minimize the drama, mitigate the cravings, attempt to make it worthwhile for all of you to know me for the next twelve months.
Wish me luck.