Welp, Iza fianly dun gahn n gradgeeated raht foor Krissymas.
Sorry about the lack of writing. It took a lot out of me to finish that last semester. I didn't photograph for almost two months after graduation. Rachael and Erin finally forced me to go on a photo-shoot with them. I suppose it made for a nice last-glimpse-of-Greenville moment.
[the Dickenson Ave train]And so commenced the change of home base. Found someone looking for a roommate on CouchSurfing, half-packed my Bug, drank some coffee and made it Kansas in a day.
[Mount Airy looking like a nipple at dusk]I drove through Tennessee at night again, was well on the west side of St. Louis by the morning rush hour, drove through mild snow and didn't get a break in the clouds until Kansas City.
[The Arch at dawn]After so many hours of muddled low-visibility, Kansas City downtown was a bit of shock. I just blinked and thought, Where the hell am I?! I thought that my years in college were a limbo. No. I was fucking depressed as shit. ALL the time. From Winston-Salem to Kansas City was limbo. There my eyes finally opened. I had a goal in sight.
[First sight of the Continental Divide]I know I've talked about 'home' a whole lot in this blog. I beat around the bush whenever I describe myself, my values and whatnot, but let's face it. My 'home' is being on the move. I may seem chill, sometimes too much, but the core of who I am is super dynamic. I'm not afraid of what I don't know, so I'm eager to try out a variety of things and if I don't have a steady fix of new and fresh, I go into a huge roller-coaster ride of carnal anger and mental self-mutilation.
Damn, I'm glad to get out of all that. Instead of Luke's 'itusedtobeme,' I get say 'itstherealme.'
Hello, Life. Glad I finally got to meet you.
