New in Town

So I recently moved from Phoenix to Austin and am in the hopeless wasteland between settling into a new home. When you get used to a place you forget how amazing your friends are, how comfortable you feel, and how blessed you are. At the time, you just think about the future, about plans you don’t ever intend to follow through with, just about everything that could be different and better. Once you lose the comfort you realize that different is most likely more difficult.

Am I regretting my move to Austin? Absolutely not. I love the city, I get to see my amazing girlfriend whenever I want, and plants grow here, not just the spiky kind. I’ve moved before so I know that a new move is exciting the first two weeks, then hopelessly depressing for a month or so, and after that it’s all uphill. This knowledge should help me feel better but it doesn’t, at least not for very long. It’s like when the doctor tells you it will only hurt for a few hours. Those few hours hurt like a bitch. Knowing what to expect doesn’t make it any easier. It just means you can’t look around confused about what’s happening to you.

Phoenix was an amazing year in my life. The friends, the city, the heat, will forever be in my heart. I learned more about myself and life in general during that year than I did during my whole college career. There wasn’t a day spent in Phoenix when I didn’t understand how great it was but I also knew that it wasn’t my real home. It was a short rest stop before moving on. Thank you, everyone in Phoenix. I have never left a place with as many tears in my eyes as I did that day. If only I could have taken you all with me. I miss and love all of you. So get your asses out to Austin and visit already!