moving out, moving on

today i packed up all my things and am leaving the house. i'm not sure where i am going to stay, and my trip to moab got cancelled when everyone else that was going also cancelled. not too fun to go by myself. maybe i'll go to colorado. 

there's an interesting feeling to moving, i've been moving every 8 to 12 weeks for the last three years and i think that i should have gotten used to it but still have not. you feel slightly displaced, a little bit sick to the stomach, and figure that you just have to grin and bear it. just about everything that i own is now packed and sitting in my car, which is in the garage of the house that i no longer call home. i've got a few more things to pack, like my router, and my guitar, and my mirror, but everything is pretty much done. i wish that i could settle down for a little while but i haven't been able to yet, i think it reflects everything else in my life right now. i'm constantly reinventing myself, and i guess i keep reinventing my surroundings as well. 'slife i guess. 

1 comment:

Brittany said...

i think you should just become a nomad. or a mountain man. you can move whenever the f you want.

i commented ya. :)