Reflections
It seems to be the season for reflections. Two of my friends have done this (here and here), so I decided I'd jump on the bandwagon as well.
So...it's been four and a half years since I left New Mexico, and seven and a half since leaving California. It's hard for me to visualize that much time passing, since my days in San Diego still seem so recent. I talk to people about events that happened "recently," then realize they happened in the mid-90s. My sense of time has greatly narrowed, or expanded...hmm...not sure which term fits better. How about I just say, "everything seems to have happened recently," and leave it at that.
There's no way I could have imagined I'd be where I am back when I packed my car up in 1997 and headed for the Land of Enchantment. I didn't know a soul in Las Cruces when I arrived, but I met some fantastic people. When I left for Austin in 2000, I was leaving behind those same people, but at the same time made many new friends. Still, my life turned out a lot different than I had expected it to. Before I decided to go to New Mexico, I took several long walks along Torrey Pines beach. It never occurred to me that Texas would be my eventual destination. It also never occurred to me when I moved here from NM that I'd end up staying beyond grad school.
I can't say I'm exactly happy with my life currently, but I find no real faults with it. I've got a good job, good friends, a roof over my head (even if the apartment it covers is an overpriced rathole), and a new car. I don't want for food, and I always have a little money left over each month to have some fun. I have it a lot better than many others, and for that I'm thankful. But I still don't feel settled. I still feel like things could be so much better. I'm fine with this, however, as it gives me a goal. I've achieved some major milestones in my life, and it's time to set new ones.
This is starting to sound like a drunken New Year's Eve post. Since I don't want to do that just yet, I'll leave off here. Things could be better, but they could be worse. I have no plans on going down, so I guess I've gotta climb.
Fnord.
(My god that's a cheesy post.)
So...it's been four and a half years since I left New Mexico, and seven and a half since leaving California. It's hard for me to visualize that much time passing, since my days in San Diego still seem so recent. I talk to people about events that happened "recently," then realize they happened in the mid-90s. My sense of time has greatly narrowed, or expanded...hmm...not sure which term fits better. How about I just say, "everything seems to have happened recently," and leave it at that.
There's no way I could have imagined I'd be where I am back when I packed my car up in 1997 and headed for the Land of Enchantment. I didn't know a soul in Las Cruces when I arrived, but I met some fantastic people. When I left for Austin in 2000, I was leaving behind those same people, but at the same time made many new friends. Still, my life turned out a lot different than I had expected it to. Before I decided to go to New Mexico, I took several long walks along Torrey Pines beach. It never occurred to me that Texas would be my eventual destination. It also never occurred to me when I moved here from NM that I'd end up staying beyond grad school.
I can't say I'm exactly happy with my life currently, but I find no real faults with it. I've got a good job, good friends, a roof over my head (even if the apartment it covers is an overpriced rathole), and a new car. I don't want for food, and I always have a little money left over each month to have some fun. I have it a lot better than many others, and for that I'm thankful. But I still don't feel settled. I still feel like things could be so much better. I'm fine with this, however, as it gives me a goal. I've achieved some major milestones in my life, and it's time to set new ones.
This is starting to sound like a drunken New Year's Eve post. Since I don't want to do that just yet, I'll leave off here. Things could be better, but they could be worse. I have no plans on going down, so I guess I've gotta climb.
Fnord.
(My god that's a cheesy post.)
posted by Citizen at 8:47 AM
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