The Pressure.

It's been over a year since Lom, Vicky, and I got the idea of moving to California. As we waited for that day to come and finally be able to move away from this place, we all knew that we weren't quite prepared. So we stalled, and stalled, and stalled. October, then December, May, now June. But June is it. June is when we'll be starting our new journey. The earliest would be the beginning of June, the latest would be the middle of June but at least we're all set on June.
Maybe we're all a little scared with starting somewhere new, or at least I am. I wasn't quite sure where we were going to live. I wasn't sure when would be right time to start looking. I wasn't even sure where to look.  It was all something new to me, worst then that first year of college. At least that was all set up for me. Here I am running in circles because i'm not quite sure where to start. It's also hard when you're trying to find a place for 3 other people. Did I mention that my boyfriend, Trent, will be joining the trip with us? Well he is. Who would have thought that I would find someone who's willing to follow me half way across the US. But he was willing and that was the best part.
The other day I was freaking out  at Vicky because i began to think too much into the move. I really did feel the weight adding on and i wasn't sure what my next move needed to be so I shouted it out, and lucky me, she allowed me to. Not a single peep, but only silence. She knew i needed that. I knew she would understand where I was coming from but sometime my "freak outs", freak me out. She knew it was time for us 3 to finally get together and just run through some ideas about where we are going to be living. It only took us 2 hours to find out where. All i have to do is look for places once May comes. At least that part is out of the way.
i'm finally ready to move from this place. I'm ready to move forward with this dream. this dream i never even knew i had. But of course the people you meet in your life somehow helps you see the bigger picture of things.  i did what i had to do in 2012. i got over what i needed to get over and now i'm ready to move on with this life. i got out of my comfort zone and played, and boy did i play. Some may even say that i over-played. It took falling off a ledge and breaking half of myself to finally slow me down and i'm not even sure how much that slowed me down. I must admit that 2012 was a really crazy year for me & i wasn't sure when the crazy was going to stop. Here i am in 2013, a little less crazy and a little bit wiser.