East Coast Bound

I'm moving.

I'm picking up and leaving not only my hometown (for the third time), but the entire state. And it's not to Nevada, or Arizona, or something close. It's all the way to the East.

I'm excited, terrified, happy, nervous, sad and generally overwhelmed. It's a chance to start off fresh. The thing you have to understand about most folks is that being removed from comfortable surroundings isn't generally welcome. I didn't have a problem moving away from home, but I was still in California. Still in the familiar cities and under the same smoggy sky. Now it's fresh air, and historical streets and alleys, East coast sensibilities and all kinds of things I can't being to expect.

Things I will miss the most:

1. Tiffany. I was 300 miles away, and now I'll be 3,000 miles away.
2. Dulcinea and Homer. My loyal pets.
3. James being down the street.
4. My drawing table.
5. My loft bed. It's like a nest I can curl up into without having to worry about anybody else.
6. Peck Rd. I've lived on this street for well over 15 years. It kinda grows on you.
7. Little Tommy from a block away. I hope his dad wasn't too mad at him for wandering around outside.
8. Being so close to LA. I'm going to miss LA a lot.
9. Knowing the streets and the neighbors around me.
10. Coming into Tyler Market and smelling the same produce that I have since I was a kid.
11. Mowing the lawn. Yeah. I'll miss that.
12. All the old skate spots. Now I have to find new ones.
13. Perpetual summer. I hear Pennsylvania has seasons. I don't know how I'll acclamate.
14. Driving over vast expanses of perpetual cityscape.


What I look forward to:

1. Having a job.
2. Getting to know a new place.
3. Meeting new people.


By comparison, the pro side of things looks relatively small. But those three are pretty huge. I'm still being thrown all over the place emotionally. I don't know what the distance is going to do to my friendships and relationships with people. I think deep inside me, I might be a cautious cynic. Or a pesimist? I like to think I'm not, but I can't help but worry about losing something between people. Just about the only relationship I've had with anybody that wasn't affected by time and distance was James. I suppose I've yet to put my other relationships through the test. It's just hard to risk what you hold so valuable. I guess the decision is really out of my hands at this point.

This post meanders, and doesn't hang very well or feels cohesive. I think that's about the best way to convey what I'm really going through.



Also, I just watched Extreme Makeover: Home Edition and that always unhinges me emotionally. Yes, I'm a little gay on the inside I think. David Sedaris would be proud. I hope.