Times they are a changing
So my parents moved away about two weeks ago.
I guess it was saddening that my entire childhood fit into the trunk of my car. 2 boxes of books, one of crafts, 2 of memories. My entire Californian life. I’ve shed quite a few tears over it, but now I just sit back and think about how weird it is that I don’t have a childhood home.
But that’s life for you. The recession got my family. Hard. That’s all there is to it.
This coming year I’ll eventually get everything finalized. Oregon liscence. Oregon plates. Oregon home. I always toyed with the idea of staying in the northwest, but now it seems I have to.
Things are changing here, too. I gained 4 lifelong friends. Yeah, living with guys was difficult at times, but I wouldn’t change my time for the world.
And things are changing in myself. I’m halfway though college and I’m not entire sure I could relate to my high school self anymore. Different drives, tastes, views, emotions.
Everything just feels…weird.
