August 5, 2012
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Ангела крыло пят
I fit most of my worldly posessions into the backseat. This makes me happy. But, it’s mostly books and art supplies. My priorities are almost too damnably bohemian. I could live off rice and soup forever, just as long as I am not separated from my paints for too long. People keep asking me what I’m going to do with the rest of the stuff, as if I’m going to miss not being tied down my the trappings of domesticity. I’ve lived before without lots of useless crap, I can do it again. I can wash two weeks worth of clothes and then wear them again. I can live with no TV. I don’t require a well-stocked minibar in my basement. I’m just excited to get my nomad on again.
Comments (3)
That sounds kind of carefree and fun! What instigated it?
@Ampbreia - This has been the big move that I’ve been waiting for for four years. In 2008, I was all but one class away from graduating with a degree in theatre, but financial stuff got in the way. I wound up working in a restaurant, a job I kept until last week. I graduated in 2010, but it took an ungodly amount of time to convince my boyfriend/soon-to-be-husband that we had to move. This move, unfortunately, is the easy practice move because his family lives in the Indianapolis area. I currently live in a state with no jobs that would even remotely begin to use my skills. It was either move, or let my dreams die. We’re doing this carefully, though. Taking just what we can carry in the jeep so that we don’t have big u-haul rental fees, and getting a job lined up in another restaurant so that we don’t have to use our savings up to live.
Intelligent risk taking – nice.