home.

i was talking to someone recently and discussing how it's so weird to not be getting ready for a move.

i graduated college 4 years ago, and never really stopped the cycle of school years.

since graduation i lived in lowell (while i graduated), indy, a summer in seymour, texas, lafayette and now georgia.

the big moves always happened over the summer. i'd find a job in august or september and work until june or july.

it's so weird not to be getting ready for the next place.

especially now since i had been working for the last 5 weeks. today was my last day, and i had to remind myself that i'm not going anywhere.

just home.

it's a good feeling.