Moving home. More and more common these days. I left home at 20 and I’m heading back at 25.
I’m leaving a population of about 350,000 for a population of 15,000. Yeah. It’s cozy.
I’m excited for late summer evenings. The hum of lawnmowers. Eating at a dining table instead of a futon and coffee table.
A big thing I’ll miss about the city is the anonymity. People are still friendly but not everyone has some sort of connection y’know? Now I’m going to go to the grocery store and run into my high school gym teacher, my dentist or someone who knows my parents. I’ll have to answer the same questions over and over again.
On the flip side, going to a smaller town when unemployed is nice. Little distraction, less to spend money on. I get to mow the lawn, do the dishes, go for runs, play tennis, lounge at the lake, make delicious dinners. It will be interesting, to the say the least. Definitely interesting.