Tuesday, June 30, 2009

staying.


sometimes it's just as adventurous to stay as it is to leave.

i am the queen of leaving.

this is the girl who decided the week before returning for sophomore year of college that she wasn't going back. a few weeks later, i moved to san antonio. a few months after that, i moved back to plano then on to baylor.

i drove 10 hours one night to alabama because of a moment of indecision.

i've been all over the world. all over the country.
so now. i'm staying.

i'll be living with my parents for the next 6 months before i venture to the world of the great lakes (aka i'm moving to chicago in january to start grad school at northwestern). this is a moment for me. i don't like having to rely on anyone so it takes a lot to move back in with my parents, live under their roof and revert back to the life before college.

but i'll be ok.
mainly because i took that facebook quiz "what age do you really act?" and got the answer "12." good, my parents will have an adolescent in their home instead of a legal drinking age adult.

but now that i have stated i am staying. i have to leave.
for dc that is. for a week.
(because while i may be settling down for a bit - my wanderlust still has to be quenched).
don't worry. i'll update this blog more. mainly becaus i have no idea where i'm staying while i am on my "vacation" so hilarity/adventure will ensue. but also because lessons can occur where we least expect them and there's nothing more enjoyable than informing a large group of people about my mistakes/humble moments.

"in the South, the breeze blows softer...neighbors are friendlier, nosier, and more talkative. (by contrast with the Yankee, the Southerner never uses one word when ten or twenty will do)...this is a different place. our way of thinking is different, as are our ways of seeing, laughing, singing, eating, meeting and parting. our walk is different, as the old song goes, our talk and our names. nothing about us is quite the same as in the country to the north and west. what we carry in our memories is different too, and that may explain everything else."

- charles kuralt in "southerners: portrait of a people"

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