So I’ve finally moved out of Oklahoma City, in my venture to move out to California. Um… for those of you unaware, I’ll be moving to the Los Angeles area in August. When exactly, I’m not sure, but it might be as soon as next Friday.
As I moved all my furniture, junk, and let’s face it– life — from my apartment back down to Norman, where my parents are, I could feel the past slipping away. Did I really live in this apartment for the past seven months? Did I really work at a company in OKC for a year? What shirt was I wearing yesterday? Do I like Superman or Batman better? It’s really interesting how memories can be so important and stir deep emotions in one moment and then be fleeting and ethereal in the next.
I miss a lot of people at work. Really. I hadn’t realized how much they’d become a part of my life until after my last day of work (yesterday), I came home and was reading some funny articles online and I caught myself thinking, “Ha! I’ve gotta tell the guys at work about this site—oh. Right.” I talked to Natalie from work today and she was really down. Talking to her actually made me miss the people even more– and then Chris got on the site and wrote that he missed me and I got all choked up. Saccharine and sappy? Yes. But did it happen? Yeah that too.
But I suppose that’s all part of maturing and growing up. Leaving the familiar behind in order to embrace the new for the hope that life will be better in one way or another. It’s frightening, panic-attack inducing, and yet….
I have to do it.
