Moving

Friday, I will lock the door of 885 Waller for the last time.  Thats right, I’m leaving behind what might be the best apartment ever.  I was taking a shower this morning in the little tub with the lion feet stand and as I was shampooing I just started laughing uncontrollably.  All of a sudden I was remembering all the good times I’ve had in my first home.  Just in that shower.  Memories I will never be able to relive.

I think that I spent one of the happiest years of my life in this apartment and I’m walking away into the complete unknown.  Leaving this apartment marks the end of so much for me: of college, of San Francisco, of Him and our memories of perfect weekends here, of 2007, of everything that I knew and was.

But i think i cant look at it as what i’m leaving behind.  I have to look at it as appreciating what i had here.  how many people had such an amazing year as i did.  And sure i’m leaving a lot behind, I dont have as clean cut things to look forward to- to come home for- but i have to stay moving

its just hard to know whats the right move.  but nothings permanent and who knows where i will be next year. i can come back, i can keep moving.  Just becuase you are happy one time in one place with one person doesnt mean thats the only place you can be happy. life keeps moving and you have to let your heart grow with it