There are few places that have remained unchanged since I was a little girl. People shuffle their belongings from one place to another. School years are completed. Jobs are offered, quit or fired and the process is repeated. Family members and friends are added and subtracted by different modes of passage.
This, I have come to accept. And whether these changes come about from personal determination or commanded upon by an outside force there is one thing that I am adamantly convinced of: Wherever I fall and whatever I am doing, it is meant to be!
This is the lovely house warming gift K gave to me upon our arrival to OUR apartment.
Few things could really explain the kind of person I am in my core. It also happens to be a line from The Lord of the Rings. It went up a notch on my cool scale and went down a couple on K's. ;)
People always ask me how I'm adjusting to a new place and I have come up with a standard issue answer. A city is a city. There will always be mass amounts of crazy people. The traffic will always suck. You will miss your friends from the previous place horribly. The new apartment will feel foreign and scary. You will always think that this new place is much dirtier and louder than the previous.
And then it will start to change. You will find your favorite coffee and brunch spot. You will discover the most wonderful little shops. You will learn short cuts to get places. You will be introduced to interesting and lovely people. And suddenly before you even realize it, this new dirty, smelly, congested, scary place becomes home. Those things that you once complained about before, you don't complain about any more. A city is a city. And this city is my home.
