graduated from university finally...
spent hours packing...
then more hours driving...
met the man my cousin has been trying to set me up with since Christmas...
moved into a room with a view of a three-million-dollar castle made out of stone imported from Italy...
I've gotten lost three times in the past twenty-four hours...
Remembered I hate preemployment paperwork...
Remembered I should get a haircut...
Remembered I like cooking...
so I went grocery shopping and made food...
which reminds me I should check the granola in the oven...
I don't really know where I'm headed, but for now I'm living in one of the richest little villages in America. I haven't seen a pickup truck since I entered the town limits, only Acuras, Mercedes, Lexuses, BMWs, high-end Toyotas, and a few Chevy SUVs. I've been here before to visit, but I've never been so aware or overwhelmed by the opulence. This place hasn't changed; It's me. A few times today, I felt like running away to a place where I wouldn't have to look at million-dollar real-estate and three-car garages, but I don't have the biology trails in my backyard anymore.
I wonder what Dr. Leatherman would say. The professor whose last car only cost $1500 and gives money every month to international sewer and sanitation system projects. Money in other people's toilets. What an investment.
I'm trying to figure out how to live as my life changes. There are so many examples. How and why do we choose what we choose? All I know is that the compass in my heart has changed. Here's to finding some direction.
