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...Movin' right along,
Footloose and fancy-free
You're ready for the big time
Is it ready for me?
So I packed up my place and my life is now sitting in a metal box. I've been with family for a couple of days and tomorrow morning I hit the road and leave home.
It's funny when I think that this is not a 2 week road trip, this is a *relocation*. I'm won't be returning home in X number of days. I won't be back in this state until I visit at the holidays. And even then I'll have to travel an hour to see my old friends and visit my old stomping rounds.
No wonder I like Dr Who so much. I was a goth college dropout and wanna be rock star who morphed into the model of a no bullshit taking corporate middle manager. Then I morphed into a downsized suburban housewife who morphed into a non-traditional college student who morphed into a grad student who was just working for the man to cover tuition.
And now? I'm not even sure who the hell I am or will be I just know I have to move over 800 miles westward to do it. The beams will just shoot out of my fingers and toes and I'll be re-formed.
I guess as long as I am happy and successful (on my terms) it really doesn't matter very much what I have to do to do it. Does it?
Footloose and fancy-free
You're ready for the big time
Is it ready for me?
So I packed up my place and my life is now sitting in a metal box. I've been with family for a couple of days and tomorrow morning I hit the road and leave home.
It's funny when I think that this is not a 2 week road trip, this is a *relocation*. I'm won't be returning home in X number of days. I won't be back in this state until I visit at the holidays. And even then I'll have to travel an hour to see my old friends and visit my old stomping rounds.
No wonder I like Dr Who so much. I was a goth college dropout and wanna be rock star who morphed into the model of a no bullshit taking corporate middle manager. Then I morphed into a downsized suburban housewife who morphed into a non-traditional college student who morphed into a grad student who was just working for the man to cover tuition.
And now? I'm not even sure who the hell I am or will be I just know I have to move over 800 miles westward to do it. The beams will just shoot out of my fingers and toes and I'll be re-formed.
I guess as long as I am happy and successful (on my terms) it really doesn't matter very much what I have to do to do it. Does it?
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Date: 2013-08-10 06:07 am (UTC)And I packed up my life and relocated at the beginning of 2011, went from a gilded (or at least silvered) cage to living life on my own terms, and you know what? Even though we've gotten fucked over six ways from Sunday in the past two years, due to factors COMPLETELY beyond our control, I'm still glad I moved.
Not only did it give me my self-respect back, but it also proved to me that I *could* start over, that I was capable of it. I'd always wondered. Now, no matter what happens, I *know* I can do it.
Safe travels, and I hope that you settle in well and that this move is the beginning of something wonderful for you!
<3!