I wanted to blog about this experience as it was happening. I thought about it daily, I even created a blog. It never happened. So within the first few months I had made friends at an alarming rate, opened a business that's doing insanely well, found a best friend in my random room mate via craigslist, and thanked the universe for giving me the balls to get out of that town and find this one.
Don't ask me how I did all that. I don't know. It just happened. I chalked it up to fate. 2010 was a year for big changes. For things that require a GIANT force of momentum. Once i got the ball rolling I was apparently unstoppable insofar as making changes and establishing a completely new life. I was happy. happier.
I guess what it came down to when deciding to leave initially was that it was a more terrifying thought to stay in the town i had more or less lived in and around my whole life than it was to take a huge risk and leap across the country. What better place to head than the great north west. Looking back, actually, a psychic told me once when I was like 15 that I'd live out here some day. Good job man. You guessed it.
Anyway. 2010 served its purpose. And now its gone. What do you want from me 2011?? Why am I stir crazy?
I feel like I've thrown every aspect of my life up into the air, up to the universe and am now just waiting for it to all fall back into place, any place really. Somethings stirring, somethings GOT to change. Problem is for some reason gravity decided to abandon me and that shit's all suspended just out of my reach. What does that even mean?
I think 2011 is going to be about the details. So far the details are maddening. Small aspects of my business and personal life are making me crazy and are no longer dimmed by dust cloud of last year's twister-like change. Everything needs to be taken up a notch. I need to move my business location, move my home (roomie and our 2 cats in tow, of course), start dating because seriously why have I not met anyone yet, its a little ridiculous.... and possibly take out a business loan to really make my clinic what I am dreaming about.
Problem is that i've got this piece of me that is longing to pack up and move on. chalk up the last 9 months to a test of wits, and reconnect with the ocean. I am not one to be landlocked, and this is hard. I'm not homesick for my former home, and i love this city SO much, but I'm homesick for my ocean.
maybe i'll open an acupuncture clinic in hawaii... it is way too cold here anyway.
