Waking Up

I changed the name of this blog because I am changing the location of this computer.

I'm changing the location of this computer because I'm changing locations.

The reality of this is strange and terrifying - imagine your dream coming true - like that.

Imagine this dream is also taking you away from your current home, state, friends, boyfriend, community, safety net...

The fact of the matter is, anytime it has been brought up, my response is, "Let's not talk about that now..."

...so imagine, if I just stick to that, which I just might, eventually we will have not talked about it for so long that I will just have left. I'm gone. In a way, I feel like I already am.

This new schedule of mine keeps me from all of my loved ones and most of my passion projects because it is, almost literally, the exact opposite of everyone else's schedule.

So I'm already quite distant from those I'm so close to.

The timing of this schedule change was parallel to the timing of the dream beginning to come true; it hasn't yet, and there's definitely still a part of me that is waiting for it not to. Classic Kim.

But wait!

... maybe this is a preparation. Maybe I can wake up and see this as a nice smooth way to transition into missing the fuck out of this tiny, sandy, brightly lit city and the beautiful, wonderful, warm and lovely people I've connected with out here.

Maybe I'm taking my time getting out of the most comfortable bed I've known and getting ready - really ready, to, "take on the day."

That day might just be the beginning of my life.