So much to write about, but now is not the time…sigh.
From now on I live out of a car, a suitcase, anything but home. My lease has expired and a new season is upon me. No more stability, onward mobility. I won’t be anywhere longer than a week. I’ll sleep on floors, couches, someone else’s bed (I’m currently on a spare mattress on the floor.)
I’m sad to leave, yet hopeful for what’s in store. I’m nervous about the future, but certain it will be good (even if it’s hard.)
It’s 3 a.m. and I should be asleep, but I feel like I did the night before I left for college: excited and unsure.
(Here we go again.)