Move 30+

Well here I am once again. I’m in a new
Place. It’s hard to get attached to a location these days. It’s hard for me to know how I feel about a place versus that of another. I’ve moved more times than years I have been alive. Someday that will change, I hope. For the first few nights at every new place I feel a little out of place. Tonight is night 1. I have no expectations or preconceived notions on what this place will be like. I have decided to not unpack until I have a more secure or long term plan. But I do miss my things. I know they are just things and I shouldn’t miss them at all but I do. I haven’t even seen my diploma in over a year. Weird.

I think that eventually I will be able to hang them up. Well… Maybe. Honestly I don’t know what is in store. All I know is I would like to slow down on the moving. I would like the number of years I have lived to outweigh my number if moves.