Well, I certainly have some catching up to do seeing as June 2015 was the last time I updated this thing. Whoops. Where to begin...
In the last few months of 2015 I decided it was time for a change - I needed to pull up roots and leave Pullman. I had been fighting the wanderlust for a couple of years by then, but it was time. So I made plans to quit my jobs in May, which was when my lease was up. I'll spare you the details of my exit. It was hard. Really really hard. I loved my jobs, I loved my friends, there were a lot of things that I loved about Pullman. But it was time.
Wanderlust is a really complicated sensation to explain to someone that doesn't experience it themselves. It transcends logic and reason. Some days it's a knot in my stomach that won't go away. Some days it's a feeling of panic that settles on my heart. Some days it's a subtle feeling that something isn't right. Some days it's an overwhelming urge to pack a bag and just drive away without a word.
When I think about settling some place for 10, 20, 30 years, I can't breathe. The need to explore, to adventure, to see the world, fills my soul and my brain. I know that most people who read this will not be able to fully grasp how a life of wandering, a life filled with new places and new faces, a life of uncertainty and taking risks, could so completely capture my imagination - just trust me: it does.
That's why I needed to leave my very comfortable life in Pullman. I had good jobs that I could stay in forever, I had family, I had friends. But I wasn't happy - my heart was on the wind, searching for a new home. It was time for the rest of me to follow.
Okay tangent over, back to the story...
I found a job near Federal Way and moved in with Darien and Chelsy. It was a really rough transition. The job turned out to be hell, and I missed certain persons so much it physically hurt. Darien and Chelsy decided to move back down to Vancouver if one of them could get a good job down here. Chelsy landed a job at the beginning of July and moved down first. Shortly thereafter I ended up quitting my job, and a couple of weeks later moved down as well; Darien followed a week later. I'm currently looking for a job, and I am pretty bored with not having a schedule or money to explore Portland.
So that's how I ended up down here in Vancouver, WA. Wasn't really in my plan, but hey, that's one of the most alluring parts of life to me - the unexpected paths I end up on.
