new beginnings

I officially live in Atlanta, Georgia. I've been moving around so much in the past months, I think it's going to take a little while to not feel like a visitor and get used to having a home again. Housemates, family meals, my own bedroom, a job, rent. I'm happy to be here, and I'm lucky to already know a good amount of people to already have plans with, things to do, people to call. It's strange knowing there's no one here I'm extremely close to, I'm used to having that one best friend. On one hand, I think it'll be good for me, at least for right now, to be able to focus more on myself, at least starting to do the things I want to do now that I'm in a more solid space and having less distractions. It's funny being in the position once again where everyone else in a place is closer to each other than they are to you, and I didn't expect to be in this situation once again, but here I am and at least now I have the knowledge that it always gets better in case it starts to get me down.

The amount of times I've found myself here really does surprise me, even when I'm the one making the decisions in my life. How many times have I found myself surrounded by a whole new group of people? This time though, at the least, I know there's some best friends just a few hours North that I can go see at almost any time, and I'll have the stability of a home to help me feel more sane and....stable. And hopefully within that stability I'll find the ability to keep doing whats important to me and keep all the pieces of myself I've scattered across the country intact.