And just like that, I no longer live in Southern California. It was something that I was preparing for a while, seemed like it was going to take a long time, and passed over me. The move was relatively smooth, and the transition was easy. I live with the man who was my protector and best friend growing up. My brother, Juleon. It's been fun living life with him again. It's just like we're kids. Running errands, watching silly shows, and playing video games. It's nice to have family.
This move is a big stepping stone because the step following this is going to be living with my Ali. He is already looking and applying to jobs. The thought of it already makes me want to cry. I don't know why. It just does. On his last day here I tried to keep it together as much as possible, but the night before he left reigned the hardest for me. Before going to bed we were nestled on my nana's old chair, hugging, I couldn't help but start crying because it was hitting me then. The only person I see and talk to every single day of my life is going to be out of my presence for some months. I don't think he noticed the tears because I know at the end of the day, this is a good thing. But leaving puts things in perspective.
I'm happy here. I've spent more time outside breathing in what the trees are breathing out more than I have probably in the last latter half of the year. Life seems simple here. I'm waiting to fall back in reality, which I know I will when I start work next week. But I got to keep pushing. I need to push forward from my current situation because I have an entire another lifestyle I will be living soon. When two people share their stories so intimately it's woven into one.
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