Growing up

Such a strange thing it is to grow older. My mind has changed. I have changed. People I used to know have changed. Life is changing.

I've been thinking a lot about moving since my emails from certain someones. I'm uncertain of where I want to be. Moving is a scary thing. It's a step in a new direction. My body is energized by the thought of it though. I would love to be in a house, but due to financial issues from my past I don't think it's possible.

I think I would rent for a year. House or 2 bedroom apartment. So I can find myself and find where I want to be. Where I need to be.

I've been cleaning and organizing and throwing things away all afternoon and into the evening. I'm tired, but it feels great. I hung my art all over my apartment so it wouldn't sit in a corner and I put on new bedsheets.

I want to grow in a different place though. This apartment is so secluded and makes me feel alone.