A New Adventure

So, we find ourselves here again... surrounded by boxes, hidden beneath piles, and lacking all motivation to pack. Funny how time repeats itself. Okay, okay I know it has been too long, but you have to give me credit for at least returning. I could have abandoned you. I could have simply left you to fend for yourself like the so many neglected others. But, no here I am with Alabama Shakes playing in the background (look them up... obsessed) and a new story to tell. Are you ready?     

I move in to an apartment on Saturday. That’s right I signed a lease and everything, but wait there’s a catch. It is only for a few months. I am subletting for the summer, so I like to refer to it as temporary adulthood. No matter, I will call 707 home for three months. I will pay an electricity bill. I will have a front door. I will have a stove. So, there you have it the new adventure.

Before it can all begin, I must pack my boxes and leave this town I call home. My heart truly belongs to both these cities (and London... for that matter); I miss the other when not in it. They each offer such vital things; one will always be home where I am surrounded by the love of my mom and the care of those who have known me for years, the other is a sense of independence mixed with the excitement of new friends and growth. I love them both, but Birmingham is simply calling my name this summer.

Can’t wait to keep you all updated on the new things I discover about myself, Birmingham, adulthood, and simply life.

Here’s to a new adventure