I did it...
I'm sitting in the first floor of the Bloomsburg University library typing this entry. I've finally moved to Bloomsburg. After all the time I spent waiting for Nay to ask me, then planning with her when she finally did, it still doesn't seem real. I can't believe I actually packed up pretty much everything I own and moved it 2 hours away from home. It's strange because moving away from home scares me and yet it doesn't at all. My parents and I can barely carry on a 5 minute conversation without awkward silence because we really don't like eachother. The rest of my family makes me absolutely crazy. I only have a few friends left at home and within a year or so they too will have moved on.
But there are people I will miss, and they know who they are. There is also the comfort of a place you have lived for 2 decades, small enough that you know it's every secret alley by heart, the story of every house, a story for every pothole in the road, every church, every tree...
Now I live somewhere I intend to leave in less than 2 years. I'm going from a stressful 9-5 job to working at a grocery store. Then there are the questions: should I take classes? Should I just try to adjust? Do my new roomates really like me? Are they really as nice as they seem?
I know in my heart this was the right decision but sitting here today with all this free time on my hands allows my mind to wander to places I wish it wouldn't; and although I pull it back every time I worry that it will get away when I'm not looking, escape to that dark place governed by fear and that it will take years to get it out again...
Anyway, here's to new beginnings!
But there are people I will miss, and they know who they are. There is also the comfort of a place you have lived for 2 decades, small enough that you know it's every secret alley by heart, the story of every house, a story for every pothole in the road, every church, every tree...
Now I live somewhere I intend to leave in less than 2 years. I'm going from a stressful 9-5 job to working at a grocery store. Then there are the questions: should I take classes? Should I just try to adjust? Do my new roomates really like me? Are they really as nice as they seem?
I know in my heart this was the right decision but sitting here today with all this free time on my hands allows my mind to wander to places I wish it wouldn't; and although I pull it back every time I worry that it will get away when I'm not looking, escape to that dark place governed by fear and that it will take years to get it out again...
Anyway, here's to new beginnings!