It’s been a while since I’ve been on Tumblr, but I have a good reason. It’s been almost a month since I moved back to San Diego and I couldn’t be happier. Good riddance, New York. Like fucking seriously goodbye! Other than the fact that FedEx fucked up my computer during shipping and me paying out the ass to have it fixed, the move has gone incredibly smooth. I had the computer insured, so FedEx will absolutely be reimbursing me for the damage and cost of repairs.
SAN DIEGO! It’s absolutely incredible being back here. I’ve missed it, but oddly I fell back into the swing of things like I never left. Coming back it felt like no time had passed at all when in fact it’s been almost 4 years. But I’m back and I’m here to stay. I’ve got my self fully settled, got awesome new roommates, but catching up with old friends. Good times. I supposed I should start looking for a job. I could ride my savings for a few months…but then I’d get bored. Nah, I’ll find a job lol.
So I’m at my grandparents house yesterday just chilling and having a beer with my dad and grandfather when my grandmother asks me if I’m ready for my upcoming move back to San Diego. I tell her that I’m more than ready and excited for the trip. She says that I must “have faith” that it will go well. I respond to her that I’m not worried. I’m confident in my skills, abilities and resume enough that I’m sure I will find a job and apartment without much trouble. Then she says that I “must have faith that god will guide me through. “God has nothing to do with it” I said. Then repeated my previous statement. “Stop acting like an atheist!” she said. “I’m not acting
It’s 6 a.m. And I’m wide awake in my hotel room. I look out the window and watch the sunrise over Chula Vista. It’s so surreal to know that I’m back in San Diego. It’s been do long since I’ve been here. What lies ahead of me is unknown, but I will do all I can to make this next chapter of my life the best it can be. Let’s do this San Diego!
Eight days. There’s just eight days left until I make my way back to San Diego. The past three years since I was last there have been crazy to say the least. I just about hit rock bottom and made my way back through the darkness to get to where I am now. About to get back to the place where I belong, where I feel most at home. It’s such a surreal feeling, but I’m proud of how far I’ve come. So long, New York. It’s been real.