Mar 06, 2013 02:12
I sometimes worry that, like a puzzle piece, that I've spent so much time being jammed into the wrong areas, that when I finally find where I belong, I won't fit right, due to the frayed edges from the other attempts.
That having been said, I was tired of being stagnant and complaining about it, So I'm like 60-80% sure I'm accepting a job in SF, and moving out there, like, soon. It's absolutely terrifying, and while I know people there it is absolutely nothing like the nice place I've built here, I'd also have to get rid of most of my shit.