Hello Change

So coming home for the summer I knew things would change. They would be different. I wouldn't have my roommates and most of my best friends were off to their adventures for the summer. Not to mention that Mike was leaving a month into it. (9 more days guys...)


Change was inevitable.

It was going to be different from the last time I lived here, when I hadn't experienced actually being moved out before. I knew that.

I've definitely had the things happen I knew would.
Fights with my parents, no personal space, annoying curfews, no friends to hang out with on the spot, dealing with a job again, all that fun stuff.

Never did I think I would be dealing with this.

                                  

That's right people.
I'm moving. Again.

This is the 9th time I've moved in my life. Including the moves to and from Logan.
That is more then most people, especially my friends, move in their lives.
I'm 19 and have lived in 8 different houses.
Most of my friends are 19 and have lived in their same house their whole lives.

I really wish I had that.

But I don't and I can't change that. 
I've met a ton of people by moving and have made some of the best friends and will hopefully be with me for the rest of my life.

Just the fact that I have to live in a new place now. 
I just hate that idea.

We've been promised we won't move far but every time I see a possible house I just get mad.

I don't want to have to start over. Again.

But. There isn't anything I can do about it and I realize that I really am planning on staying in Logan until I'm done with school, I just don't like that fact that if I come home for a weekend, I won't be coming home to a house that is familiar to me.

That is hard.

But this is happening.

Mike leaves in a little over a week, I say goodbye to him in a week basically.
Then I move.

So I am off to a fresh new start...