I have always been the person who moves fast - when I get what I want, I want same-day delivery. For instance, I graduated from college on May 19, moved home May 20, and started my first job May 21. Two weeks ago, I saw an apartment and scraped up my bank account to get it and tomorrow I will be moving in.
There a three facts (at least) that accompany this move that leave me with a pit in my stomach.
There a three facts (at least) that accompany this move that leave me with a pit in my stomach.
Tomorrow I will no longer call the room I spent my angsty teenage years in. Everything will have been moved out and all that will be left are my favorite green walls I used to sing and dance around in pretending I was the next Florence Welsh. The room that has been my safe haven since I can remember. The one with the perfect view of woods and a tree with a branch meant to sit and read a book on. It's the fact of not be able to go back to my green room and stare at that branch while singing and dancing.
It's also about being terrified of trading in the familiar for the unknown and doing it by myself as the new girl. College defined the person I was for a while - it planned out four years of my life, it planned who my friends were going to be and planned out who I could be after four years with my friends. Now everything is left up to me and, you know what, it's scary and it fills my body with anxiety. But it's exciting and it's change and it's a test of everything I have done in the past four years.
So while I sit on this train scared about what is to come, I keep in mind the three more facts:
1. Where ever you are and as long as you are happy, there will always be a big green room to dance and sing in but you have to paint the wall green and you have to know the song.
2. Eventually you will have to buy your own waffles so you might as while cheer yourself on while you do it.
3. You can have your green walls and waffles but it's no fun sitting with them wishing you had become what you wanted.
