The Move

The drive here was kind of a tough one. It was strange to see everything I possessed piled on the seats in my tiny little Honda. The whole way here I kept wondering if I was doing the right thing. Is it necessary that I move? Why am I leaving behind things that matter most to me? I only did it because I figured the only way to be happy was to be on my own. To be on my own somewhere that won’t let me stay within my comfort zones, somewhere that will make me get out there and make a name for myself. Most of my doubts and my fears began to lift off when I approached the Bay Bridge, although I did feel some sadness handing over the 6 dollar toll fee. There is definitely no turning back now. I’ve arrived at that somewhere. It’s time for a fresh start. Before heading to my house I drove along the coast for about a mile. It has a sereneness that is unlike most beaches I’ve been to. I parked my car in front of my house. The mauve and white house is more lovely then I remember. This was my new home.

I took a drive today, the scenic route, also known as “I took a wrong turn, wasn’t paying attention, now I have no idea where I am” route, to IKEA. It was when I came to a toll road that I started freaking out because I knew I already went several miles in the opposite direction and I had no idea where this toll road would take me. Luckily, there was an exit off the highway, the last SF exit. I quickly jerked my car over to the next lane in hopes that it would lead me somewhere to turn around and head back in the other direction. As I was coming around the corner, there it was. The Golden Gate Bridge. It was so majestic looking. It’s massive! The orange color is so brilliant against the light fog that was surrounding the top of it, but the fog was light enough that I could see the Bridge in its entirety. I felt like my heart had stopped for a second . It was breath-taking. And for that second I felt calm, like I was right where I was supposed to be. I was no longer lost and several miles in the opposite direction. At that moment I knew I was going to be okay here. Then my mind started wandering off into when I’m going to bungee jump off it. I then realized that everything that I love to do is in walking distance to my house. Bonfires at the beach, the zoo, the aquarium, the lake, the park, bars, museums, the movie theater. I’m set. I pretty much never need to get in my car again. I can’t even believe it. I live here. I live in San Francisco.