More or Less

I'm back in Brookings, more or less to stay, I think.

The "I think" comes because I don't have a job and I don't have an apartment. Currently, the plan is to stay with one friend through New Years and then switch over to another friend's place. I say "currently" because my plans have changed so many times, so drastically since the end of August. I can't believe it has only been a few months. When I was packing up the last of my Aberdeen apartment yesterday morning, I looked at my mom and mentioned that so much has happened. She agreed and told me I've been keeping it together well. That's the sort of thing I need to hear right now.

Still, I'm glad to be done (more or less again) with Aberdeen. I never really wanted to go back, but I felt it was silly to turn down that job. If I'd known about half the opportunities in Brookings, I could've been persuaded to stay in a heartbeat. There's something in Brookings that Aberdeen doesn't have and I've always known that, but I could never pin point it. These last weeks, I've realized that both places are home, but I just fit in better in Brookings. I have a social life here. The artistic community, which stems from campus, is so much more encouraging. A part of me feels like I put my life on hold for the months I was in Aberdeen and that bugs the hell out of me. I'm too young to have a fog set in like that.

Regardless, I'm happy to be back, even if all my stuff is in a storage unit in Aberdeen. Even if I'm mooching off all my friends. Even if I don't have my own home here yet. The fact that so many people are willing to open theirs up to me means I am home.